It was way different from the last time I visited there. He was all glowering and scary. He perked up immediately when I told him I was running an errand for you, though.
It's a replica of the flying carpet! Well...a regular, unenchanted version. Remember that one time you, me, and Dad went to that rug merchant? I went, "Ooh, a flying carpet!" and spread it out on the ground and walked right onto it. That got me a scolding!
"Together"? As if you didn't sneak out on your own, and I had to scramble after you—urgh! Why would I chase after a mere errand boy? That makes no sense. I wouldn't have done that!
Then there was the time the two of us got entangled in some trouble just before we enrolled in Night Raven. Remember that? Your quick thinking got us out of that jam, when you used your signature spell to make the bad guys fight each other.
You were always the best and most dependable friend I could have. I trusted everything would work out just fine as long as I left it in your hands. I never once questioned that.
But...I was the only one of us who felt that way. You hated it all along, didn't you? That's why you used MC, Grim, and the students in Scarabia to try and get me kicked out and sent home, right?
Jamil... I honestly still don't know what you're thinking. But I know one thing. The person you are right now isn't the person you really wanted to be. You wanted to be the best version of yourself, but that isn't this!
