Christine gave him confirmation and Chéri laughed, brushing his nose with the tip of a finger and laughing sweetly and disorderly. Chéri nodded and continued observing her with curiosity.

Chéri wrinkled his mouth “And what’s the life for you then?” He asked, without any hidden meaning, simply curious to understand.

Chéri kept looking at her. He stayed silent for a very long time and only at the end he allowed himself to say “You know, I don’t think I know what happiness feels like. Maybe it’s like that. Then I haven’t been that happy, I guess.” He said, without any hard feeling. Chéri blinked “Don’t you normally go?”