The next morning, Lann felt quite awkward when he walked onto the deck.
But once he got up there, he found that neither Barnabas nor Herodotus showed any special expressions.
They were open and natural.
However, Lann felt that while Barnabas's beloved ship was of decent quality, its soundproofing was definitely poor.
And last night, Cassandra's voice seemed like wild cries of someone wounded.
When the Hawk Trainer came up, Barnabas warmly embraced her.
"Love has rejuvenated you, at least you're better than when you just came down from Andros Island, Cassandra."
"So the old saying goes..." Herodotus supplemented in his unhurried and gentle manner, "Love and sex are the panaceas for healing the soul."
Lann tilted his head, looking at people going about their usual routines, suddenly realizing he was overly sensitive in this era.
This was an era where expressing joy and affection was incredibly natural and unabashed.
In both the East and the West, everyone was very open.
