They got back to the guild and Elliot could see that everyone was busy. Each guild member was running around carrying something either for construction or for cooking.
They got inside and Lance turned to him, "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, I'm positive," Elliot replied.
The older boy ruffled his hair and smiled, "Good. Because I need to take care of a few things. I'll see you later."
"Bye," Elliot waved his hand as he watched Lance walk away. He turned to the busy lobby, his eyebrows meeting as he thought of what was happening.
Though he wasn't particularly a stranger in the guild, he wasn't close to everyone either. Just like any guild, their own has their parties separate most of the time and each party would do their thing.
When he spotted Connor, Elliot walk over to him and waved at him.
"Hey, Connor. What's going on?" Elliot asked, looking around the room again. "Is there a party? I don't want to get drunk again."
