Coconut Grove for you, it's been so long

thinking we can wrap this up?

He watched — almost in shock — at how wildly the male gnashed at the roots. Whoever had taken care of him last had done a piss poor job. A frown cut sharply into his features. At least Rokig had been able to help out some.

The Tuttava motioned with his head to follow along. He'd stick close by in case the male collapsed again or needed anything. The journey would not be short but it also (hopefully) wouldn't take too long as well. Rokig did have a home to get back to even if he did yearn to help the one-eyed stranger.