The sight of Leo in prison orange being led out by uniform guards would always seem weird to Damien. It was a kind of mental image he could never conjure, not until he had it was thrust in front of him. After losing Ernesto, he thought Leo being in prison would serve as recompense. It didn't and Damien's mind was swamped with conflicting thoughts.
Leo had spent eight months in prison and it was only Damien's second time visiting. He sat on the table facing the entrance, watching The guards stand by the door as Leo slowly approached his table.
" It has been a while." Damien said in lieu of a friendly greeting.
" I'm sure it has since time moves slower in prison" Leo said, sliding into the seat facing Damien. He gave him an appraising look. " Seems like being capo suits you."
