"Alright then." Kant said. "I'll handle the negotiations with Raphael in the future."
Bunduk raised his head and looked at Kant. He opened his mouth but did not know what to say.
Kant pushed the chair aside, placed the used napkin on the tablecloth, and left the dining room.
Bunduk stared at Kant's back. He lowered his head and sighed. After sitting quietly for a while, he walked to the dining area and packed a dinner for Raphael.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Bunduk knocked on the door to Raphael's room. He whispered into the crack in the door, "Raphael, are you there?"
"Yes, come in." Raphael's voice came out.
Bunduk pushed the door open and walked in. When Raphael saw that it was Bunduk, he as surprised.
"How's your recovery?" Bunduk asked in a slightly stiff tone. "I brought you dinner."
Raphael glanced at him suspiciously and replied, "It's alright. Are you asking me to thank you for not killing me?"
