where'd you go

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"Oh, okay," said Charon in response to Ragnar's answer. He was still somewhat confused about the concept of the last names and how they came to be. The boy held silent for a while as he processed all that had been shared with him. He figured that last names were just a way to identify one's family, and that if he would ever have a family some day, he would also get to pick a last name of his own. He wasn't sure, but he did not voice these doubts, even though they were plainly written on his face.

Charon surveyed his surroundings, suddenly aware that he was far from home, and he wondered aloud, "Will I see Liyaní again?" He had not seen Kevlyn or Ma and Da since their disappearances, and he dearly hoped that the same fate would not come between him and his sister.

Suddenly feeling tired, Charon looked at Ragnar with sad eyes and said, "Wanna go home." He hoped that Ragnar would lead him back, because he didn't really remember how he'd gotten all the way out here, truthfully, and was too tired to put his nose to good use. He really just wanted to go home and cuddle with Levi, because no matter how hard he wanted to find Liyaní, he wasn't going to manage, it seemed.