Beowulf's place at her side felt somewhat empty she had to admit and she couldn't allow them to leave until the little bear was back with her and traveling happily about. She wondered what he would be like with his new enhancements, would he even remember the times they'd had together?<br/><br/>"Beowulf's upstairs, I decided that now that my pockets are loaded down I spurge a little bit of it on something I pormised him a long time back. But he will be more than happy to take the meat tomorrow I am sure," she said. "He's not very picky, or at least he didn't used to be..." Jo was a bit worried now, she didn't know much about the process her friend was undergoing.<br/><br/>She shrugged the feelings off, "I don't know, something about having a leader bothers me, we should be equal parts of a whole at best, even before I met you when I was with Beowulf, I always asked him what we should do, he didn't always get what was happening but sometimes his insights are better than mine. Of course, you seem like a lovely, intelligent woman, Eoa and I consider myself rather clever. We should have no problems getting along as a singular unit."<br/><br/>((changing colors because its easier to read and green seems to be getting used for other things))