The prophet smiles at him and waits patiently. It seems that his body and shoulders have relaxed a bit since his conversation with the stranger.
THE PROPHET
I'm waiting.
Itai leaves the room. After a few seconds, he returns dressed in light clothes.
ITAI
Can I offer you something to drink? Or eat?
YORAM
No, I came to ask you for one last favor.
ITAI (surprised)
Last favor?
THE PROPHET (with deep relief, happy to share his secret)
Yes, that's it. I'm going home.
Itai reacts quickly, as he is an experienced journalist who has seen it all.
ITAI
I understand.