Redsand Canyon ox

They walked together. It did not nerve him, but he did often question of whether this was a professional amiirad to mazoi encounter. 
But did it truly matter?
I will not say if whether I like or dislike it. I have no preference. In truth, there was nothing he truly liked about Mereo. He knew of things he disliked, but he wouldn't share each of them. Not unless he was ordered to do so. That was his way. No oversharing unless it was demanded of him.
I can say that I am ready to return home. This was certainly the truth. Akashingo was the one place he knew he felt at home and that he knew there was little that would step in the way of him and his tasks at hand. Makono was safe there, as none were foolish enough to intervene within the mesa.