“Well,” Talina helpfully interjected there, “you see when a boy-person and several girl-persons love each other very much-"

"Oh." Emmet cleared his throat again. "I see. So, he should definitely be tired. Have there been any other signs of odd behaviour?"

"Yes," Algra nodded. "He is aware of how strange it is to lose such a memory, and yet he spoke of it as if he was commenting on the weather. Then he Left me to bathe and strode alone into the forest."

"You didn't go after him?" Talina asked.

“I was shocked. He wished to be alone." Her words settled upon a disturbing growl rising from deep inside her chest.

Talina decided not to press the issue and there was a moment of silence between the three of them. Algra angrily kicked a shrub and uprooted it completely to send the thing flying over a nearby tent.

“I did not know what to do," she added with more uncertainty and less simmering rage.

“I thought he was going to return and so I waited for some time. I thought about going after him. I thought about many things. When he did not come back I dressed and came here."

“It's alright, Algra," Emmet kindly reached out to give her shoulder a reassuring pat.

“I think hearing a loved one drop a revelation like that before disappearing into the jungle might be enough to stun anyone in their tracks. Has he been displaying any other sort of odd behaviour?"

"Afternoon, everyone," said Gregory with a slightly overconfident degree of strained cheeriness.

The three of them turned to where the voice had emerged at the edge of the camp and saw him walking back from the training glade. At that time of day the place was bustling with the usual group of somewhat hung over slaves and passing orcs. Quite a few of them stopped in their tracks as Gregory marched through the centre of the camp towards his tent.

Of course it wasn't too surprising that he was getting so much attention, since he happened to be stark-bollock-naked.

“Hey guys," he nodded to the trio with a passive sort of authority before striding past them and into his tent.

There was a moment of silence after he disappeared, and it served to make everyone realise they were all dumbly staring in unison. A tactful orc who had been talking with Valise broke the silence to ask her about the price of a potion she'd been telling him about and the regular bustle and noise soon returned to the place.

Emmet, Algra and Talina looked outright comical in their mix of facial expressions. Emmet had lifted his hand to his mouth and his eyes bulged in terror. Algra was squinting slightly with a single lifted brow ina look that quite simply stated: what the fuck!? Talina had clearly appreciated the view, and despite her wide-eyed wonder she was wearing a rather huge smile on her face.

Each offered a cautionary look to the others, and all silently agreed that walking around in the buff definitely counted as strange behaviour. Algra turned and shifted toward the tent, soon being followed by Emmet and Talina.

“What in all the dark realms are you doing?" Algra demanded as she swept beneath the canopy.

Gregory was stood before a large trunk, still quite bare-assed. He'd dubbed the trunk the "Big Trunk of Stuff", and it sat next to the larger trunk that Grolfir had given him that contained the remains of Algra's worldly possessions. It had been given to him by Bolut soon after the tent had been raised, and it held a great deal of useful items for living day to day life. These included a concoction of Valise's that he could swish about in his mouth to clean his teeth, a selection of soaps from the courtesans that didn't make him smell too much Like an un-manly summer meadow, and also quite a few clothes. The latter interested him the most right then, as he was clearly in need of some pants.

" he filled Algra in on the plan. "A

“I'm looking for some pants. mermaid ripped up my trunks.”

This did very little to settle her worries about his mind going on the fritz.

“Oh! I'm sorry about-" He paused in his rummaging to pull out a pair of brown Linen pants.

“Aha! There you are." Wasting no time, he slipped his Legs into them one by one whilst hopping about as he did so as was necessary. In the process, he hopped around to look at them and nearly fell over when he saw it wasn't just Algra who was with them. "Bloody hell! Guys, a little privacy?"

Emmet dutifully and immediately turned around to face the other way. Talina put her hand over her eyes and split her fingers apart in a way that made it pretty obvious that she was peeking whilst a wolfish grin spread across her lips. Algra folded her arms and didn't seem to give a damn about his privacy.