After the long silence, I finally summoned up the courage to ask him about his family.
"Sebatian," I broke the silence and he immediately turned to me, excitement brimming in his eyes. He was eager to hear what I wanted to say, but I stalled.
"You just called out to me and now you're quiet again." He observed.
I really should say something. I shouldn't be shy around my friend. I knew that technically, we only just met each other and I didn't know anything about him, but I felt comfortable about calling him my friend.
"We are friends, but I don't know anything about you." I finally told him. There. Now it was off my chest.
His reaction was one that I had not been expecting. Instead of the standoffish version I had expected, he looked into my eyes and smiled.
"You know everything about me." He smiled.
