A couple of days later...

Rez and Emarah are finishing up preparations for their next leg of the journey.

Rez: "(mumbling) Shine like a once forgotten star."

Emarah swings her satchel over her shoulder.

Emarah: "(in head) Sh-Should I tell him?"

Rez puts his bag on as well.

Rez: "S-Sorry, are we all set?"

Emarah: "Y-Yeah!"

They head out of the building and begin to exit the now spore free (temporarily) town.

Rez: "I'll let you pick the next destination."

Emarah: "O-Oh! U-Um..."

???: "The Metalmoras aren't too terribly far north if I'm not mistaken."

Clous is catching up to the heroes to their shock.

Emarah: "Wh-What are you doing?!"

Clous: "After hearing your utterly fascinating story, I just had to follow suit."

Rez: "Do you think that was a good idea?"

Clous: "Would you rather be stuck around a younger brother who treats you like you're a newborn and a mother who does nothing but fret about you?"

Awkward moment of silence...

Emarah: "D-Did you run away from home?!"

Clous: "Only if you're willing to send a message to the world."

Clous holds out his stubby arm towards Rez.

Rez: "Do you accept the risk?"

Clous: "You can't much riskier than me."

Rez takes his arm.

Rez: "Welcome aboard then."

Rez lets go.

Emarah: "Y-You said something about the Metalmora?"

Clous: "Ah yes, their desolate domain lies to the north according to my map."

Clous pulls out a map of the world from his bag.

Clous: "Also, can anyone else read maps?"

Awkward moment of silence...

Clous: "Good thing that I can act as navigator."

Rez: "(relieved) Thank you for that."

They make their way north...