They see Errand with his knees pulled up to his chest, sobbing quietly.
Erm...I doubt he'd be happy to see me.
Razkil, why don't you go to him?
They leave and Razkil walks towards Errand.
*sobs in his arms*
*muffled* Go away.
. . .
Do you...do you hate me, Errand?
. . . I'll go.
Razkil pauses uncertainly. Errand didn't really want him to leave, did he?
*chokes on his sobs*
The rest of the night has been omitted from this entry
following the wishes of those involved. The most important thing was that
Errand reassured Razkil that he didn't hate him, and Razkil reassured him
that he didn't hate him either.
As for Ferrahn, we don't have permission to disclose his adventures that night.
All we can say is that he didn't come home that night. Or the next.