"...Hm. I wonder why he isn't here..." Ike silently whispered to himself.
He shifted unconfortably in his spot, and glanced over at the Vykker.
Ike thought to himself: "...Oh well, I guess it shouldn't matter too much... All there is to do is wait. It shouldn't be too bad..."
He pulled out his notepad, and made a quick sketch of the Vykker standing next to him. He added some shading, and put the pad away.
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