Perrotte's Journal [NON CANON]

November 20th, 

I’m feeling much better now… I wonder what is taking them so long? I’ll have been here for nearly 24 hours come this evening. I know that they should still be fine, I can still feel the faint connection with Mete. The day itself was rather uneventful, but I’ve become acquainted quite well with our horse. I’ve also come to realize that this cart won’t be necessary after I ship off for the next continent. A plan is forming in my mind on how to profit from this investment. 

I feel much calmer now that I’ve gotten to think over everything and reading through my earlier entry is almost embarrassing. It’s scary to think of how little it takes to rattle me. I have my doubts on waiting for the lot of them in the first place, but they have the profits I’ve made from this dangerous fortnight and Mete is still with them. I’m loathe to leave either of those behind. And so I shall wait. 

I can feel Mete’s connection. And hear the voice of the detestable little dragon in my mind. Seems they are not far off. I wonder what they have to say about wandering off with no explanation.