When Caroleen appeared again, Ivan sat in brooding silence. There was so much that he had to ask, to learn, to know. He did not know where to begin. For the moment, he merely sat in silence besides Teresa's body. Knowing that Teresa's soul was here gave him comfort. Part of his haste was due to the fear that her spirit might pass beyond his capacity to call back. Caroleen explained what she knew of Teresa, who seemed to reside alongside her as a spectator. When she mentioned that Teresa's voice sometimes seemed distant, Ivan's fear returned. "How much time do I have?" he wondered silently.<br/><br/>"Before you came here; before I called you to this world; did you see anything? Can you remember anything of the spirit world?" Ivan needed to know why the ritual had brought Caroleen with. He had thought that he had simply summoned he wrong spirit into Teresa's form, but it seemed that he succeeded with bringing back his beloved. Why Caroleen came too was a mystery?<br/>"I promised that you will not be left to suffer in this world, and I will keep that promise." Ivan said. "I am sorry for bringing you into my troubles, but I will make sure that you are set to rest." Ivan looked wistfully at the fire, hoping that he could follow through with his promise. Caroleen went to rest in the wagon. Ivan decided to steal a few more minutes of rest before continuing their journey. He closed his eyes a moment, allowing his head to sag.<br/><br/>When he woke, it was under the light of a sun yet to crest the horizon. Everything was painted with a grey hue. He realised that he must have slipped into a sleep. He quietly cursed to himself as he scrambled up to his feet and returned to the cart. Caroleen still slept. He draped a blanket over her prone form before rousing the horses and continuing onward. As the morning began in earnest, Ivan felt the weariness that his impromptu rest did not shake. He would have to stop soon. He recalled an Inn an hour's journey from where they were. Ivan and Teresa had stayed there one night many years ago. When the cart drew near, its thatched roof peered over the hill and Ivan heard Caroleen stir.<br/><br/>"We shall stop at that Inn," said Ivan once Caroleen awoke. "The horses need feed and I need rest. We well continue at sundown."