The trio had finally arrived at the medium-sized village, and it was a place that had brought back big memories for a couple of them. Walking down the streets this time, it was the first in their journey where they had seen Safa slow down her pace.
As they were walking, Simyon pulled Liam by the scruff of his shirt.
"Hey, I need to mention something to you and it's pretty serious," Simyon said. "This village, it's Safa's hometown. So she's going to have a lot of memories and feelings going through this stuff, so calm down on the intensity."
"What do you mean intensity?" Liam replied. "Are you saying I'm insensitive? I think I'm more aware of things than you."
Liam wasn't joking with his reply either; thanks to his system, the subtle movements in the muscle structure of one's face told him how one was feeling or the emotion they were portraying. Still, it didn't mean he knew how to deal with it.
"Also, isn't this your hometown as well?" Liam asked.
