#odyssey

Symon does not return. He remains in the jeep.

Zane munches it.. and heals up some "ow thanks.. is the kid okay?"

"Symon. Are you coming in?"

"Yes." Frank responds to Zane. "Reunited with his mother and he seems well. You succeeded."

A shake of head from Symon, no longer facing the crew and building.

"Alright. Please, Symon, don't leave here until we all do. I will come to find you, and collect the jeep if Brekke does not. Thank you."

"you guys need to sop ignoring him.. " Zane says "it's not nice.." A bit delerious

"I need to get Zane inside. Come in if you wish." And Frank takes Zane in for healing.

And Siv sees Zane "Geez Zane, you look like crap"

Zane says "Thank you, Siv, for tha insight. Truly. I'm touched"

Frank finds the nearest healer, Brekke if there's no other but she has her OWN healing to see to.

Zane says "Dagmar? You.. you might want to check on Symon outside in the jeep"

"He refused to come inside." Frank adds, gently setting Zane down so he can be healed; the grump has no problem holding him cradled in his arms if that's better.

"I'm good sittinng down, Mountain thanks"

Frank props him up.

"Ooo"

Brow.

She tromps out to check on the sluagh.

A small spider follows

Symon is folded into the backseat, flipping through his phone. He looks up at the sound of tromping, but his annoyed glare fades a bit when he sees Dagmar. "Time to go?"

"Dunno - there's still stuff going on. Sorting out. Did you know those idiots built it on purpose?"

A snort. "I heard." He shoves his phone back in his pocket. "We should get going. Zane needs more healing and time by the fire. Let the Baron's people pick up the pieces here, this is their mess after all."

"Yeah. We took the Narwhal, so everyone should fit."

"I told them that they should consult your Mom if they are going to re-write that damn tune to stop the spread. I figured Tove would be best to make sure it's catchy enough to keep going and properly worded. That's okay, right?" A frown. "Not that I know if they even heard or listened to me."

"I didn't hear the song?"

"Good." He says, shortly. "It was poorly done. Sloppy and rude. But that at least gave me a hint that it wasn't really meant for that purpose. Still, it doesn't mean that it WON'T spread rumors unchecked."

Frown.

"I know Lucia was having trouble at the Count's..."

"I don't know if it's related. Might be." He fidgets uncomfortably. "What's taking them so long?"

Shrug. "Politics."

A spider scuttles next to Symonnn

"Zane was hurt pretty bad." He glares at the back of the seat in front of him. "I would think getting him to the fire would take precedence."

And he looks over at Dagmar, checking her over. "You ok?"

"Yeah... swarm of golems, Connor was hopping them into the river..."

Noticing the spider, lowers a hand for her to climb onto. "No stowaways. You healed up?" He whispers to the spider. "Take care. Not everyone around here likes bugs." To Dagmar, he points out the spider. "This is Olace, from Hackensack. Look. If she'll show you, there should be a pattern on her underbelly that looks like a skull. It's a cool spider. For a pooka." He adds.

"For a... dude, spider pooka? Cool."

"Hi there."

She turns over... cautiously.. and cool skull tatt!

"Very goth."

He lets her admire for a minute, then sets the spider back down. "Go on then."

"Glad you all were able to figure out what was happening. That Dougal looked rough."

Olace moves along.. going 'on' appears to be being back on her 8 legs and dangling from the mirror

"And I promise, I won't brag about how awesome you are."

He scowls darkly, and he kicks the back of the seat. No damage, of course, except maybe to his toes by the way he winces a bit. "I feel so fucking stupid. I could have taken a minute longer and explained better. I didn't want to commit private shit to text though... and he could have died because I was so eager to show off. "Symon the Denier", what a fucking joke."

"What? You aren't a joke." Scowl.

The spider huffs

"Why didn't anyone go help him?!"

"If I'd just made the message clear...."

"You mean you didn't psychically predict that he was going to be in a rough spot and that we were gonna be hit by golems as soon as we got off the Narwhal?"

"We couldn't flicker flash there, Gerd or Frank would have had to know it. The Narwhal was the fastest way to get all of us here, and we didn't even have the chance to get to him."