HILDRED took out a cup of ice cream from the cooler inside the spacecraft to alleviate his mood. He felt like if he continued to be in this state, he might just transfer his anger on that Lance fellow. If that happened, that guy might just faint before he could even get the information he wanted.
He sighed and just ate a spoonful of ice cream. He was half-way through the cup when his Terminal rang. It was a notification for a video call request. Seeing that it was Lele, he somehow had a bad feeling about this.
He answered the call and Lele's serious face appeared on the screen. "Please, don't tell me it's another problem I have to solve."
Leland's expression cracked for a minute of a second but it quickly returned to normal. But Hildred still managed to capture that. A long sigh escaped his lips. He knew it.Β
"I wouldn't go to the extent of calling it a problem," Leland said.
