"What... What just happened..?" Eiro asked quietly, just staring at the Fawn in front of him, although it just looked at him confusedly and tilted its head to the side. With a deep sigh, the Imp just pushed his body away from the ground and shook his head as he tried to get rid of the snow stuck to his clothes.
"Nevermind. Go on, get back to where you came from, bud. I'm sure the Stag's worried." The Imp pointed out as he slowly turned around and looked at the river in front of him, realizing that he somehow had to get back over there again now that he completely lost the location of the Stag. He didn't really feel like following it anymore anyway, even if he did manage to see it again.
Although then, just as Eiro was about to take another step forward to repeat the process from before, the Fawn pressed its forehead against the Imp's hand. "What are you doing?" He asked, surprised, and the Fawn simply looked up at him, while Eiro noticed something else.
