"Nah, I'm good, was just watching you guys."
Hiro smiled, leaning against the railing beside Emir.
"We've come a long way, haven't we?"
Emir nodded.
"Yeah, you have. I'm proud of all of you."
Evan, regaining his composure, looked at Emir with a hint of curiosity.
"Bossman, why are you always so rough with me, but uh, gentle with Hiro?"
Emir glanced at Hiro, a man almost half his size, then back at Evan, a man who was only a few inches shorter than him.
"Because you can take it. You're a Knight, a tank, built to endure. I push you hard because I know you can handle it. And deep down, you know it too. Hiro, on the other hand, has a different kind of strength. He doesn't need the same kind of push."
"Really?"
"Yeah, seeing you squirm is only a plus."
Evan grinned, taking a sip of his beer.
"So, it's tough love, huh?"
Puff...
