"Welcome traveler, you look like you just saw a ghost," Piaras observes, confused by Warwick's surprise.
"He was-" Nora starts to say as Warwick interrupts her.
"Was wondering if it's not too late to get an inn room. I saw the one on the left from outside, and it appears vacant. I'll get the gold," Warwick hastily states as he fumbles to get the gold out of his pocket.
"Umm, yes actually. We still need to clean up that room though," Piaras states, as the sum of the gold Warwick places on the table reaches 124
"It's no problem, I'll clean it up," Warwick spits as fast as Eminem, as he dashes up the stairs and slams the door.
Warwick sees the room the way he left it.
"Yes, yes, yes, Yes! Yes! YES! YES!!" Warwick happily yells, seeing everything still there.
Warwick falls back onto the bed, finally starting to relax as he commands, "Summon Demoko!"
Fumbling to hold the weapons, Demoko drops the knife and sickle the very moment, at least to him, he picked them up.
Demoko reaches down to try again, as he notices where he is.
"Leave them there, it's fine," Warwick states, still laying back.
"It is nice to be back! Crisp air, the cool of mana, is everything in order?" Demoko asks, Warwick sighs once he mentions mana.
"Yeah, just relax. It's all good for a moment."
"Great! I cannot wait to see everyone!" Demoko states, as he happily starts heading to the door
Warwick bounces up, slamming himself into the door just as Demoko gets it open.
Piaras yelling, "No roughhousing!" can be faintly heard from downstairs.
Demoko's ears flick in surprise, "What is wrong master?"
Warwick sucks his teeth before speaking, "Listen buddy. Things didn't exactly work as planned."
"What do you mean?" Demoko asks innocently, his ears slowly lowering through the conversation.
"So... Several towns members memories have been lost... We still need to keep you hidden around them..."
"I see," Demoko exhales in full disappointment, "But everyone else will like me now! Right?" Demoko asks with a bit of perk, but his ears still mostly lowered.
"Right now, we need to play it by ear. I may be able to get Duncan on our side if Trefor still remembers, but for now, we need to play it safe."
"I see. The plan did not work then?" Demoko asks, with any sign of joy shrowded in the shadow of despair.
"I'm really sorry Demoko," Warwick states, reaching out to put his hand on Demoko's shoulder.
Demoko pulls himself away, "I need some time."
Warwick gulps, getting a sense of how bad he messed up, "I understand. You take the bed, I'll Rest on the floor."
Demoko nods, as Warwick puts the sheets, blankets, and pillows back on the bed for him.
"I do not use those. If you want them, you can have them," Demoko states, pointing at the pillows.
Warwick nods and removes the pillows.
Warwick gets his tools off the ground, as Demoko curls up into a ball on the bed.
Upon standing, Warwick looks over at him trying to figure out how that's comfortable.
Warwick makes himself comfortable, pulls out his phone and sets up an alarm on ultra power saving mode for seven hours.
Warwick turns the screen off and begins to Rest, "I messed up..." he whispers to himself before nodding off.
He wakes up to his alarm going off, and as he turns to turn it off he hears a thud behind him.
"What in Cichol's name is that!" Demoko asks, covering his ears.
Warwick quickly turns off the alarm, "Sorry, it was to wake me up."
"Can you just do the command thing instead! I think I have suffered enough pain as it is!" Demoko snaps at him, still in anger from the screeching sound humans can't hear.
Warwick is about to respond, as he hears a pounding on the door.
Quickly, Warwick takes his shirt and pants off and runs to the door, as Demoko ducks behind the bed.
"I'm not dressed. What is it?" Warwick asks through the door.
"Did I not say no roughhousing!?" Piaras angerly asks through the door.
"I'm sorry, I fell off the bed."
"Anyways, hurry up and get out so I can clean."
"I will, and don't worry, I'll clean up."
Piaras loudly sighs, as he can be heard descending down the stairs.
Warwick sighs, as he puts his clothes back on.
"I am so sorry for getting angry master!" Demoko apologizes.
"Don't be. You have a right to be angry. I'm the one that should be sorry," Warwick states, popping his head out of his shirt, "I should never have done that to you."
"You were looking out for my best interests in the long run-" Demoko starts to say in comfort as Warwick cuts in.
"No, I was looking out for my own best interest. Ever since I got you, I never thought about how you felt except to manipulate you. I considered you a tool and never appreciated you for you until recently. I don't really understand guilt, but I believe this is regret I'm feeling. I'm really sorry. Honestly, you should hate me, but you probably won't, because you're an actual good person and their's nothing I can do to make up for what I've done," Warwick explains, as he fixes the bed and puts all of his stuff into the sack of food.
"Why do we not agree to take it from the beginning? Otherwise, we will both keep feeling bad about it," Demoko asks.
Warwick nods and hugs him, crying.
"I do want to confirm that this is a normal hug, and not what the other guy was doing. Correct?" Demoko asks.
Warwick backs off, "Way to ruin the moment!" he says with a chuckle and rubbing his head.
Warwick walks over and picks up the bag, as Demoko states, "That is a serious question!"
"Yes, hugs are usually brief signs of affection. We have to get to Belvast sometime! You ready?" Warwick explains while wiping the tears off with his free hand.
Demoko nods, as Warwick commands, "Return!"
Introduction: A Djinn's Wish
Introduction: The Protagonist
Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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