Bassena left the guide on the rooftop couch while the waiter prepared their lunch order, climbing down to the first floor to get that common candy that Zein wanted.
As he went back to the rooftop, he looked at the candy in his hand. It was a product that could be found anywhere on the continent, a common candy people might find as free service in public office or the banks. For someone like Bassena, who was always surrounded by luxurious products, this kind of candy was actually something he almost never consume. Probably once or twice when he was an adventurous child.
In an ironic way, he understood that Zein probably consumed this candy as seldom as he was, for a completely different reason. For the guide, a red-zone dweller, this simple, cheap candy was probably as precious as the limited edition one.
