Akon gave Chessebelle a nod in acknowledgement as she took a seat across from him in the courtyard of the twelfth division. They never really talked, even after her promotion to fourth seat they had exchanged simple congratulations and nothing more. However, they did always seem to find each other in the courtyard at the beginning of their days. They would usually sit in silence and have breakfast, but sometimes they did exchange a few words. She appreciated his direct conversations, and he appreciated her willingness to listen to the normally boring topics he had in mind.
The woman held her cup of tea in front of her with one hand, her other taking the bowl of sugar she had began leaving on the two's breakfast table. She added four large scoops of sugar to the cup, swirling it around before bringing it to her lips. She blew on the cup, the steam wafting to the morning air, before taking her first sip.
Akon found it strange that she liked so much sugar in her tea, considering he never saw her eat anything else sweet.
This was usually how her day started, especially now that Shinji was gone-joining a fellow twelfth division member for an inadequate 'breakfast.' Eventually one of them would leave and share a quick goodbye, leaving the other at the table until they finally went about their own business for the day.
Akon would usually leave first now, Chessebelle often sitting with a haunted look in her eyes after he left. Now it was him who gave the strained smile to the woman as he left.