Stan looked to the other male for a moment with raised brows, his lips pursing out of habit. They had spent some time after school hanging out at Stan’s house, but they decided to stop by Stark’s Pond, mostly due to boredom but deep down they were both aware that it was also to treat that feeling of nostalgia that seemed to linger around these days. There was a brief period of silence as Stan considered his response, his pale eyes lingering on Kyle’s face the entire time. At last, after what felt like eternity, he mumbled, “That means a lot to me, Ky.” A small, friendly smile slowly appeared on his features. “Thanks. You’re the only person I trust, too.”