"There... Your old man should be all right, little man." Blake said, scratching the boy's head as he turns to the elder who finally gets up with a grateful smile. The man and his wife and their young sons all bow down twice, to which Blake simply bows back out of embarrassment.<br/>"Young man!" The elder man said sternly, making Blake raise an eyebrow in confusion for his seriousness. "I am very grateful for what you've done for everyone here. Please... There must be something we can do for you in return..."<br/>"Well... What I did was out of consideration and nothing more... You need not make offerings or things like that for me." Blake responded shyly.<br/>"You're awfully modest, son." The commander spoke, standing next to his golems. "But your good deeds deserve a reward." Without you... We would have died if those Black Blades came back. There must something you must desire..."<br/>Blake stood silently for a moment, soon turning to the old man. "Well, my Master and I used to live here... There used to be a black box... Under the floorboard-"<br/><br/>Before long, the man had already started pulling on the floorboards... Only to realize one of the planks were purposely unsupported to reveal the black box with an ornate flower patterns all over it. He took the box and handed it to Blake, who thanked them all and took to look for Haruki and Nyoko... With new sake for the mystic's throat. While he was offered to stay in the tent, but he would prefer to be with his friends. Outside of the town's walls where Nyoko had been sleeping... Or perhaps she was. Just as he noticed it... She noticed it too. Haruki was gone.<br/><br/>"We should go... We likely know where he's going!" Blake said, his tone calm and relaxed as he started walking.