*** (Becca's POV)
"Do you wish to go back on the sea?" I repeated the question, seeing how Carlos' purple eyes dilated lightly, at the mention of going back onto the sea. His brown hair was tousled, he wore a plain t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of boots. He looked tired, with the dark eye bags under his eyes, but they soon disappeared as I took a seat.
'It's been six years, who would have thought that I would meet up with him again. Does he still contribute to dragon hunting?' I asked to myself staring at the young man, waiting for his reply, and thinking back to when Elder Rosemary was shot down, he was nowhere in sight.
