Zion walked to the inn they had all agreed to meet at and saw the others were already there. No one wore their armour due to them getting repaired.
Zion seemed a little distracted as he walked up to them, which they all quickly noticed, "Zion, you okay?" Ithil asked.
Zion raised his head, "Hm? Oh yes, I'm fine. Just thinking about something."
"You've come back pretty late. Good sale?" Aala asked with a smile.
Zion paused and let out a faint cough as a slight blush painted his cheeks, "Uh well, uh... I was asked to return tomorrow to sell everything."
They all looked surprised, "You were there all day... and you sold nothing?" Max looked confused.
"Yes, well... something came up for the one who was in charge of serving me, and so we were unable to complete the transaction today. It's fine. I just need to return tomorrow morning." Zion turned and hurriedly walked into the inn.
