"By the way, where were you when everyone buzzed out of the stands? I don't see you anywhere, Artem."
Artem stutters. Even so, it didn't take too long for Artem to answer Bene's suspicions.
Artem replied, "I saw King Luis watching the race that day."
"What does King Luis watching the race do with you, Artem?" "Then why?" Bene tried hard to suppress Artem as if he wanted to know something he didn't know.
Artem shrugged his shoulders slowly. "Whether having great guts and impertinence from where I suddenly came to the stands where King Luis was watching."
Bene chuckled. "Why would you do such a thing, Artem? Like it's not just you."
It was Artem's turn to chuckle in amusement. "Looks like you're the one who passed on that kind of impudent attitude to me, Bene."
The two share a laugh. Free. There is no awkwardness like before.
