Moonspear and if i say to you tomorrow

Just like that, all of whatever else he'd been about to question fell to the wayside and their bee-den adventure was confirmed and happening right now. He didn't really get more in the way of answers to consider either, and instead, was reward with forward motion that he merrily bounded towards. That kept his thoughts moving that way, at least, so he didn't have time to trip himself up with other inquiries.

"Rob bees!!" he parroted with a holler of his own as he fell into step behind Charon. Much of the meaning of that was lost on him, since he figured it was some type of hunting, not pure thievery.. but that was stepping into a more complicated worldview than he had jumbling around in his head right now. Anyway, Jarilo had no idea what to expect, so was doing his very best to be obnoxiously ready. "What do bee-dens look like?" he asked, trotting along.