The other's voice was more familiar to him than his own, mostly because Sho was often the more talkative one - the one full of energy and life even after all of the years they spent apart. He doesn't need to look to see the other man's face, to know that he probably wasn't looking at the sunrise when he first spoke. Rather he simply offered up the cigarette without looking over. Things weren't all right between them - not completely but somehow it was better than the self-induced separation Kei had done to them.

To be honest, this prison is the best one Kei has ever been to. Even more so than the one that was going to grant him the death he wanted, the man who had let him go when he fled from their custody. He couldn't quite tear his eyes away from the sight that he hadn't been able to look upon for so long. There were a lot of sunrises to make up for.

"Since yesterday." Imagine his surprise when he arrived in the middle of the day and wasn't turned into a vampire bonfire.