Atlantic Ocean, June 27th 1801
2:26 PM
Leonhard was in the room, calmly reading a book on his bed. Soon, the trapdoor of the room opened, and Lukas started coming down the stairs.
Leonhard then sat up as Lukas placed his feet on the floor of the room. "So... I can see by your face that you weren't very successful to find a good solution for your problem," he said.
Lukas didn't answer Leonhard. Instead, he just started walking from one side to the other in their room, clearly stressed out.
Leonhard sighed while seeing Lukas's state. "Lukas, we've been able to improve our life quality here on the ship quite a lot in the last few days. What if you just give it up? Wouldn't that be easier?" he asked.
Lukas kept walking from one side of them room to the other until he finally stopped stopped and faced Leonhard.
Since it took Lukas a while to speak up, Leonhard raised his brow, almost as if he was begging Lukas to start speaking.