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Mason wondered whether he had missed a beat, because there was no provision of friendly information – only another question. “It’s okay!” he responded to the rhetorical ‘sorry’. Mason then swung his head over his shoulder to stare back in the direction he had come. Fog lingered over the faint peak. “It’s way over there, one of those high in the sky. I’m not sure which…” Mason trailed off, wondering about that. Perhaps he should start trekking distances from the mountain whilst keeping it in sight to make sure he could always know which one it was.
 
Mason turned around to grin at Taggarik. “But yeah, if you ever wanna visit just give me a howl. Mason.” He supplied, not quite remembering if he’d already given his name, but hoping it would prompt the other.