“Come on then! Do tell, what’ve you found now?” Without waiting for a reply, Robyn continued: “Where’ve you been? Master Garan’s been a bit upset because you haven’t reported back yet. You were supposed to see him nearly an hour ago! Hey! Who’s this strange looking fellow? I don’t think you’d better take him in with you when you get to the animal infirmary. Master Garan’s already in a foul mood!”
It appeared to Nomis that Gludog’s friend, as well as looking bird-like was bird-like in his mind too, flitting from one thought to the next without a single cohesive thought.
“Don’t worry about Master Garan, though. You just let me do the talking,” Robyn said unhelpfully.
Nomis and Gludog looked at each other and burst out laughing as the same thought occurred to them both! “I don’t think that we’d doubt that for a moment, Robyn!” Gludog laughed. “By the way, this is Nomis. He’s a herblore student apprenticed to the pre-eminent herbal physician of the whole castle, so you’d better watch your manners and your run-away tongue! Nomis, this is my roommate, Robyn. Don’t mind him. He’s always been a bit daffy!”
Nomis was a bit taken-aback that Gludog should speak so disparagingly in front of his friend, but it was the proverbial ‘water off a duck’s back’. Robyn took not the slightest bit of notice, as he continued chatting happily about all and sundry, whilst escorting them up to the animal infirmary. He did not even bother to look at the baby pigmy shrew he was so busy talking.
However, Robyn’s inane, chirpy chattering did little to lift Nomis’ mounting apprehension about meeting an irate Coblyn tutor inside the dreaded Hunters’ Tower, especially if he was anything like his own crabby tutor. He wished he had not been so foolish as to enter this place now at the glib request of a relative stranger. He wondered gloomily what Master Hiral would say if he was detained, … or worse … never came out alive!