Temo pondered a few moments, Where would I go? he asked in a failed attempt at humor. Also it was true as he had no where else to go. He could feel sadness wash over him in seeing that they were going to leave. He worked at not letting it show through because he did not want it known how much it bothered him that no one else had cared enough to notice that he had disappeared. He did not want Dalgina nor her striped friend to go to any trouble over someone that was so unimportant.
His hand slowly reached out and got the rest of the dried meat that he had a piece of earlier and ripped off another piece. The piece was placed into his mouth and he made a slight face of disgust for a split second at the slight taste of mold as the meat was starting to turn bad. He did enjoy their company and did not want them to leave but knew they had their own lives to live and their own business to attend to and he figured that once he regained his strength and breath after the bath, that he would go get a rat or something for a better tasting meal.
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