Sepoto has not touched his food. He strokes the furry orange goatee beneath his chin before answering Kassel's question, his brow furrowing thoughtfully.
"The men you speak of, Friend-Kassel, if it was they, saw Sepoto return to the village alone. I had come to make certain that those siding with the angry Children had not caused trouble in Havenwood during our time away. When I learned they were following me, and did know that I had seen them, I set off again for our camp and led them astray fearing they meant harm to my friends. Sepoto does not like when harm comes to his friends. When we set off for the village again they could not be found along the path I had led them. They were gone."
"What can you tell us of these men, Friend-Kassel? What master do they serve? It is time for the full truth."
Sepoto's voice grows suprisingly low as he says this last, descending to something between a growl and a whisper. His companion's eyes turn to him almost involuntarily; uncomfortably, as they see this abrupt shift in his character. It reminds them almost of a normally placid animal that has been goaded and taunted to the point of snapping at anything. It is clear that Sepoto's nervous, animalistic instincts are beginning to overwhelm his reason again.