Many times, it happened many times.
Leo was writing his observations. He had a communicator and he used it in the holo mode. If someone noticed, they could conclude that Leo was writing articles. But because, no one read novels anymore, his articles were like a record or a personal diary. He never wrote anything that was personal though.
But as he was writing, his sister was sighing.
"Celia, if you sigh one more time, I'll want to pluck my hair. What's up with you?"
Celia snorted at him.
"Why do you not tell me how your little guild trip went?"
Was she worried about that?
"It went okay!"
"Okay? What about Brother Sawyer? Is he fine?"
Leo noticed her intention.
"He is good."
She seemed fine now.
"Were you sighing because of this?"
"No, a zombie came in here, do you know?"
Leo had heard about it. It was not impossible so there was nothing he could do. They had regular patrols and that was the way they battled for a long time.
"Can we leave here?"
