Sara nodded. The kid was fine after all. Most of the chocobo on the ranch seemed tame enough as far as Sara could see, and the apparent owner of the ranch had a handle on things, so there wouldn't be any trouble. [i]What. A. Surprise.[/i] She thought. "Ferry guards protect the ferry, kid. We're just on patrol. Speaking of..." Sara pulled out a large silver pocket watch with her free hand and flipped it open. Time to report in. She turned her head to her partners, "... we're done for today, boys, let's get back to Xenon and tag out the next set of bored fools." Sara held rested her halberd on her shoulder and tugged on her chocobo's reins, turning it around. "Ma'am!" Brandt and Harry replied, falling in behind her. They left the farm boy and his lady-friend to their exchange as they headed down the road at a slow to moderate pace.

There was no need for an inhabited guard post on the island, so the guards normally switched out at the ferry. Despite the open air, Sara was glad that the patrol was almost over without her getting cabin fever. This damn day.