Hours passed quickly as the two sifted through the files. There were just too many.
Rebo thought he'd spotted his mother's name a few times, but it was just his mind playing tricks on him. It got late, and they still hadn't found anything.
William noticed Rebo's eyes lingering shut for longer stretches. The kid was exhausted.
"I think we should rest and pick this up tomorrow," William said.
"But I can keep going," Rebo insisted. "Don't worry about me."
"No, we really need to rest. There's no rush. We've got plenty of time to find her."
William stood up from the desk, gathered his stack of files, and stored them in his spatial pouch. Rebo handed over his stack as well.
This way, the files would be safe, giving them peace of mind. Losing those documents would definitely piss off the adventurers' guild.
They left the tavern and looked for a restaurant nearby. Being in a luxurious part of the city, the area around their upscale tavern was full of great dining options.
