"Wait, wait." Megan stopped Leon. "This isn't the right place to talk about it. I have a business to run." She dabbed at the corners of her eyes with her apron.
"You're right. I'll help out. We can talk during your break time." Leon nodded his head. He looked around and saw an apron hanging at the side. He walked over and put in on, under the incredulous gazes of Megan and James.
"I thought ghosts couldn't touch stuff in the material realm." James asked with wide eyes.
"I told you I wasn't a ghost, haha." Leon chuckled. "Now, let's get to work." He dispelled the wind barrier and picked up a tray. "What table is this?"
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"Can you tell me a bit more about my son?" Eugene asked Kaladin who looked to be the leader of Leon's three followers from his perspective.
"You claim to be my Master's father, yet never have I seen you. Not once when he was weak, until now. Are you a freeloader?" Kaladin leaned in close, looking Eugene straight in the eyes.
