"I think it's just that way?" Henry said, moving around the car to join his fiance on the footpath. He took Iestyn's hand into his own and held it tight as they headed into the cafe on the corner.
It was a nice place, a little rustic and very cosy and private. Henry noted Armaan already seated in a corner booth near the back, Armaan's face lighting up when he caught sight of the both of them.
"Hi!" Armaan said, once they reached the table. "It's so good to see you again, Henry. You have more colour, you must be feeling better," he mentioned, since when he had dropped soups off at Henry and Tinse's apartment, Henry had been both very thin and very pale. "You must be Iestyn!" Armaan extended a hand to shake Iestyn's, his smile bright and welcoming. "It's so nice to meet you!"