"Why… are these photos on your desk?"
"..."
Bernard's words were already sedated, but what followed it was even a more eerie silence as Prophet's steps stopped walking deeper into his office; his eyes, looking directly at Bernard's face.
"..."
"..."
But after a few more seconds of bated breaths, Prophet let out a small but fettered sigh.
"They're just records I need to submit for filing to the Government," Prophet then said as he continued to walk; falling on his sofa and letting himself sink into it, "Unlike you, I actually have real-world responsibilities."
"..." Bernard squinted his eyes for a few seconds as he once again stared at the photos that had Darkday's outfit slightly torn… showing his unnaturally light skin. But after a few more seconds, Bernard just let out a small sigh as he joined Prophet on the sofa.
