"He came by again." Gaia casually informed Fleet as he walked into the room.
"Yeah?" Fleet did not at all sound surprised. "How'd you find out this time?"
"Tracks." Gaia shrugged. "Your friend who comes by is way stealthier than that when he wants to be, and there's no other xero who would be snooping around the house." He chuckled. "That guy really is like feral animal. Hanging around and seeking companionship in his own odd way, but also not wanting to get too close." It was f...