The car ride home was rather difficult for Itami, as Berengar seemed to be focused intensely on something that Itami could not explain. Every time she made a comment about something, he would simply nod his head., and grunt, or agree with a simple phrase. It was abundantly clear that his mind was elsewhere. As a result of this, Itami felt insecure, and was quick to inquire whether she had offended the man in some way.
"Did I do something wrong? Why won't you talk to me?"
Berengar, however, did not respond, and merely rolled down the window, where he pulled a cigarette packet out of his coat pocket and lit one flame before taking a long drag from the nicotine. He continued to smoke in silence for the rest of the drive home.
