"My friend here's right. We'll get a message and the skin back to Brienna posthaste. But this might put a damper on the trading you guys will be doing for a bit."

Grey sighed. "That may just be the case. I can prepare an explanation for the boys if they ask."

After a few more minutes, Draven returned with a leather sack filled with something. His father peered inside, and nodded. "That's the real deal, I'm afraid. ...Draven, these gentlemen will be taking the pelt back to Miss Brienna. It would be best if they carried a message to her from you as well."

Draven winced.

"It's about taking responsibility, even if it's difficult to do so."

Draven rubbed the back of his neck once Lulu took the sack. "I just... I thought she'd be happiest together with me, as I am with her. We could have explored the land she'd never seen together, gone on quests together with the guilds like you guys do. I can only say 'I'm sorry', and hope she can forgive me."