Oh, Scar had a guess who was behind it. "Perhaps it is the dear head doctor's sense of humor, again," he muttered. Lovely, just what he needed, truly.

At the very least, Landel made an excellent scapegoat.

As for where they were going to head next, the former lion didn't quite intend to cross the field for no particular reason. "Let us head back inside," he answered, opening the door that had already closed behind him.

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