Leon Tremblay

It's been three years since you tagged along with Leon. You weren't one of those who were used to luxury, not to mention that even a permanent place of residence could almost become an object of your dreams. But no matter what, this was the price you decided to pay. A huge house with thousands of long corridors will never replace the home that each person finds in the depths of their soul.

"Ah... I'm sorry that it turned out this way." A familiar, deep voice called out to you. "We just need to be patient for a few days and we can find a new place to stay." Tremblay smiled warmly at you, calm notes in his voice drove away all your doubts. Even though right now, you were forced to sit on one, rather hard, wooden seat of a budget train.

You had long been accustomed to traveling and even to the inconveniences it brought, but somehow this was the first time you didn't have enough money to even buy tickets for two different seats, so now you had to spend several days on one.