"...please...please come with me....I'll b-beg for the king not to send you back up, I'll beg..."
"..."
He looks at him, studying him
"...Why...why do you want me to come with you...?"
"...I'm lonely..."
"And you want...my company...?"
"Well...yeah..."
"Why...?"
"You're...my f-friend.."
"...I...I want to go with you."
"REALLY!?"
He restrained himself from poofing anywhere
"Y-yeah but... it's not that simple."
