The man wore a safety helmet with his head slightly lowered. That man had dark skin, and the uniform on his body was covered in dust. At a glance, he was a worker who had worked for a long time.
Viola looked down slightly. When Viola saw his spotless shoes, she understood something.
Viola said, "Lead the way."
"This way please."
The man stretched out his right hand, and the calluses on his right hand were thick.
Viola glanced at him. Then Viola followed the man.
The man took Viola on a quiet path. Seeing that there was an unsafe building in front of them, Viola stopped.
"This is the wrong way, isn't it?"
Viola stopped and said.
The man stopped for a moment, but he quickly regained his calm. That man said, "Mr. Holbrook was afraid that you would be hungry, so he had already sent someone to order dinner. This way is closer."