Usually it was all but impossible to tell if two people were soulmates unless one asked. For others, however, it was endearingly easy to tell.

The couple across from her definitely fell in to the second category. Sakura kicked her swing back and forth gently as she watched them. Neither of them spoke as they came to a stop on the path not far from the swing set but the silver haired one nodded as if answering a question and gestured to a nearby bench. His black haired companion stumped over on his crutches, prosthetic leg hanging loose at an awkward angle.