Ethan was right in the middle of this scene, toiling away alongside the other villagers. His hands moved with fluidity from years of practice, and he tended to the plants with expertise earned through countless hours of toiling in the heat.
Despite the beads of sweat dotting his brow, the look on his face was complete happiness. His concentration was unwavering as he worked methodically to tend to the crops, the cadence of his actions falling in lockstep with those of his colleagues.
Erik walked up to Ethan, and as he did so, a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as he observed his friend hard at work. Ethan, noticing Erik's arrival, paused in his work to give a nod of acknowledgment.