Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me

Álarr trailed after Valdís, head down though he occasionally glanced at Pestilence, an apologetic expression on his face. Valdís could be overbearing at times and he hated that his friend had to deal with that but he wasn't in a position to talk back so he kept silent most of the journey. He still didn't like the idea of Pesto going back to such a place but if they were able to see each other and she caught wind that she was going to be sacrificed then he could rescuer. Valdís just wouldn't be able to say no then and even if she did then Álarr would run away to. He and Pesto could just go and live somewhere else.