Damian opened the door and entered their small cabin that he had bought for way more money than it had any right to cost. Anthony had some bread and fruits with juice placed on the side table which was fixed with nails to the wooden floor.
Damian walked over and sat on the bed, nibbling on the food. Anthony sat besides him as Sam settled cross legged right in front of his face.
"There is uhm.. one thing I need to tell you kids.."
Damian and Sam looked back at the old man who had an awkward expressions as if he could not figure out how to say the thing.
"What is it old man..?" Sam asked getting annoyed, Damian couldn't blame him.
Anthony stopped fidgeting and became serious. Touching Sam's face he breathed in deeply and said,
"I will leave this ship when it reaches the nearest port tomorrow."
"Humm? We are leaving already..?" Sam asked.
"No, Sam. I will be leaving. I hope that you stay with Maximus."