There Is No Us

"Congratulations on earning your master's degree," Klaus congratulates me.

"Thank you. Congratulations to you, too," I mouth as I munch on my meal. We're in a restaurant close to my home. He brought me out for lunch even though I declined his offer.

"You did an impressive job," he mumbles.

"Thank you. You too," I respond, bringing my gaze to the table where he's touching, and that's when I notice