"You look awfully tired, are you sick?" Helena stuck the back of her hand against Milo's forehead.
"Just having trouble sleeping, this is all new for me" he lightly chuckled.
The two of them were standing side by side in front of an orb-like object, Helena gestured toward it.
A distance away, a few others of similar orbs were resting, lined up and seemingly cared for extensively, for they all came in their own little boxes.
Milo and Helena had finished up with what needed to be done at the farm, and had subsequently come to the city, he didn't know what he was expecting exactly, but Milo had felt like the city looked nothing like his imagination.
It was certainly better looking than the outside, but the streets were also quite filthy, and most residential areas felt quite crowded with buildings, as well as people of course, everything felt narrowed and tighter here.