"Yes, I will. Don't worry." Arran called back to the girl. "We'll help." He took a half step back towards her, then stopped. He wasn't really in the position to comfort anyone - didn't know how anyway. So, instead, he waved once again and continued walking.<br/><br/>There was a long way to go back to Three Steams, and it was already getting late. He could leave right away and make it a little bit towards Three Streams before nightfall, but only a little - so there was hardly a point. Unless he pushed on during the night, straight through to Galliside. But the idea of passing that tower with the undead monster at night gave Arran chills. No, he'd spend some of the rest of his money to get a room at the Golden Wench, and see about leaving early the next morning.<br/><br/>Mind made us, the transformed apprentice made his way back to the raucous tavern.