Once his watch was over, Boog spent the entire night in silent meditation, waving away anyone who tried to rouse him. Only when he was completely refreshed did he stir, and nearly missed breakfast in the process.
Over rubbery eggs, he heard ao'Thuir and Ridik talking in whispers about their captive. Rather abruptly, he inserted himself into the conversation.
"I could charm him again, but if he's willing to come along peacefully, I don't see the need", opined Boog. "If we run into a town between here and the castle, we can turn him in there. If not, let him fight a zombie or two, and then we can let him go." Boog paused. "It should be two days back from the castle to Orussus. Unless Xyran has been following us, this will be over before Fredlar can report to him and then get back to us to cause trouble. And", he continued, smiling, "if Fredlar ends up killing more zombies than members of our band, I doubt he'll be too eager to run to Xyran with his hand held out for money."