[UNAR]
[Still, Eight Hours Ago.]
'Oh Al, did you reach where you were going safely? Are you hurt? Do you need care? Are you alone out there? What if you get attacked? Maybe you should growl and let me help you out, I wouldn't mind. I really hope you're okay," Unar said to himself.
Unar knew he was rambling in his head. But then it wasn't like there was anything he could do anyway. Alanor had already gone and he was left here, alone with his thoughts and worries for the man who could take care of himself.
Well, at least Alanor didn't reject him, right? However, was that consolation enough? Unar knew that their bond was crucial at this point but he hoped it wouldn't be broken by the endless challenges that were headed their way.
"I'll wait for you, Al," Unar whispered with slumped shoulders as he made himself comfortable in the dungeon.
