Jade Fern Grove i love her, can't leave her

He followed Bhediya's gaze, trying to draw a mental map. Ah, well. "A collection of stones" seemed a good enough landmark to remember; if they did end up getting lost, they could just ask for directions. Unlike some of his kind, Pygmalion was not proud enough to refuse aid on a journey.

Works fine, Pyg said, though he felt a small twinge in leaving Bhediya to her own devices once more. The places she could go. . .the dangers she could meet. She would take care. Right? Be safe getting home, he told the dark woman, eyes serious. I'll be back soon enough.

With one final, gentle smile toward his packmate, he turned and fell in step alongside Lolita, to whom he gave a jovial nudge to the shoulder. Canna believe ye're here, he remarked, laughing. Ye'll have tae tell me all aboot yer journey on our way tae Easthollow. . .