"The story is over," Vivian said carefully as she closed the notebook and placed it into her waterproof bag. "We don't even know his name, nor can we return the relics to his family. Oh, of course, according to what he wrote in his notes, he didn't really have any family."
"It's a bit of a pity," Catherine said with a complex gaze at the skull on the ground, sighing. "It would have been nice to know who he was, so we could do something for him."
"It's not a pity at all, who would bother to write their name, gender, height, weight in their own diary? That would be stupid," Pannis said, patting Catherine on the shoulder. "Don't think too much about it. His death was not your grandfather's fault, and it has nothing to do with you at all. Think of him as a pioneer who fell on the adventure trail, haven't we seen enough of those?"