Jim's silence was wrongly understood by the two masters and he was quite thankful they didn't ask further about this.
He knew he sucked at this expedition, but he wasn't regretting that too much now. He got out barely with his life. One single mistake and he would be gone.
He knew that, and he also felt more appreciative to the two masters walking up front of him and others still waiting at the gate of the forest.
If not for their help, he wouldn't be walking right now or breathing the same air as them.
'Don't be discouraged,' the old man tried to console him, 'you got yourself some good things in return.'
'I know,' Jim slowly said, 'I don't regret being alive after all this.'
'Good point indeed.'
The walk didn't last long before the three of them appeared at the main gate where everything started. Jim saw many faces standing in big groups, and he didn't know most of them.
However there were few faces that he instantly recognized.
