Ron yawned for the third time and wiped his knife with a cloth. The sun was already high up in the sky. His team was keeping the final watch in the temporary camp they had constructed. Suddenly, a cup of coffee appeared in front of him. Ron smiled widely when he saw Mira, and he immediately took the cup from her hand.
"Morning, Chief," he said. Mira nodded her head and sat next to him.
"Was there any problem that happened when we were asleep?" she asked. Ron shook his head.
"Nothing that big. We killed a few lurkers wandering around here," Ron replied, and he pointed his knife at the corpse lying on the road.
"Chief, do you mind if I ask you something?" Ron said. Mira sipped from her cup and looked at him.
"As long as it wasn't personal, I don't mind," she answered.
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