Who do you think these two are?


I sit beside my companion as he sleeps. At first, the sleep is peaceful. Soon, his eyes begin to flicker behind his eyelids, and he mutters softly. His murmurs become louder, turning into names. Some I know, some I don't. He starts to thrash, calling loudly for the men in his dreams.

I shake him, and call his name. "Wake up, old man. Wake up now."

He startles awake, sitting bolt upright. He looks wildly around the room, then sees me and calms. "Thank you," he says quietly.

"You're welcome."

We sit in awkward silence for a few more moments.