“You said ‘we’ first, I was just following what you said.” Timon explained after catching the muttered comment. When he had first caught the demons use of the word the meerkat had planned to scold him, however it had been more appropriate to use it to his advantage and hold it against the demon in the end. Fortunately for Vyers, this was one of the rare occasions which Timon found himself in no mood to boast about his cleverness. There were more pressing matters at hand.

Having to suffer through the demons delusion, the rodent rolled his eyes and continued his impatient pacing. “Yeah, happy cries you’re not going to hear because you’re not going to tell anyone about this, right? Anything you post on the journals they’ll see. And even if it is you, they don’t need to know what we found. I don’t want them to know. Not until I met with Naja. She mysteriously found a page like this too, remember? They might match.” Timon shook his head. “No, you’re not going to say anything.” He turned his glance up at the demon once again. “Promise?”