"What is wrong with you, you are acting like a child," Groaned Misen in exasperation, as I began restlessly pacing around the top of the carriage, the north gates of the Rustlands were just a few hundred meters away now.
"Screw you, you're not ruining this for me, it's literally been over a month and a half since we left...could you drive faster, we're almost there!"
It was somewhere in middle of August now, this mission had begun way back in the end of June, and I was more than a little eager to get back home.
"I have no reason to listen to you. Just go on foot, you could probably outrun a carriage without a problem," He shrugged irritably.
...he had a point there.
"Cool, I'm going on ahead! You take care of all the reporting and whatever, I'm going home!"
"Huh? Wait, no, I wasn't being ser-!"
"See ya, suckaaaa!"
