The basement air was filled with the scent of timber and a faint trace of fungus. The glow of the oil lamp elongated the shadows of the two people, casting them on the strange wall with round holes behind them, flickering gently with the flames.
Keroro looked at Dylan, his face mixed with surprise and disbelief, "Dylan, my dear brother, I was wondering who could move so swiftly and establish a mutual assistance group in the newly built Mushroom City. I truly didn't expect it to be you..."
He shook his head, his tone genuinely unexpected.
Dylan was equally shocked. He placed the two glasses of wine in his hand on the table and sat across from Keroro, his voice full of emotion, "Big brother... I never thought we'd meet again here, in this way."
