Hushed Willows If hate is what fuels me, it feels great

Trick hadn't really bonded with this land, nor with its leaders, and so it maybe would be easier for him to go than it was for Nova. He let out a deep sigh as he listened to her, his green glimmering eyes going to the ground. This game he had been playing all this time did not matter. He needed to get out of here, but what would he tell Grace? What would he tell Stark? Suddenly, a light popped on inside his head; He would go on a trip for knowledge. But when? I think I'd rather leave than stay under the rule of these idiotic wolves, but I think I should wait to see if the locusts show signs of returning. I think I'll go out to meet others with the gift of the earth; the ability to heal, and see if they can teach me anything.

He didn't know why he was telling Nova this, but hey- he couldn't help that his gay buddy was gone. I don't know when I'll do that though, but I hope it is soon.