Laz's mind was not on work that day. Not that it required a lot of thought anyway, but still if one looked at Laz, it was kind of like watching a zombie.
Laz's was thinking about what he needed to do next and it was a lot.
There was actually a few moments of the day when Laz thought to himself,
'Why should I even bother? Why am I here? Because I was told by strange creatures that I needed to be here? I don't even know if this is where they were telling me to go. And on top of that, the more troublesome this gets, the more I think that maybe it's better to just take off and go somewhere else...'
By the end of his rant to himself, Laz had to admit that all the negative feelings made a good point. He didn't need to be here nor did he need to concern himself with all of this.
In his mind, Laz still felt he should be looking for his parents or finding a way to find his grandpa.
And yet, here he was.
