Edgar was right; with all of the things that Landel left laying around for them to grab up, it would be a crime for them not to make use of all of it. All it took was an innovative mind, and the man clearly had that. Guy nodded in agreement, taking Edgar's severe words to heart. Giving up was as bad as death. He wanted to keep that in mind, for all of those times when it got particularly hard.
"He doesn't give us much time to catch our breath, but we need to keep going," he agreed. Languishing would just lead to a steady decline into complacency, and that was what Guy was most scared of. He didn't think he would succumb, though, especially not when he had his friends around to both motivate him and rely on him.
Though at the mention of home, Guy couldn't help but think of his trip back to Baticul. He almost wanted to tell Edgar about it (it didn't sound like he'd gotten back home the other night, despite being warped around to other places), but Guy still wasn't sure if it had been real or not. It didn't seem right to feed the man false information when it would either inspire him or depress him.
"But yeah, it's... hard to know. If I stumbled upon the device that would send us back home, it's not like I could just leave without all of my friends, and without helping everyone else." Landel had to pay too, as Edgar had said.
Despite his serious mindset, however, Guy couldn't help noticing that Edgar had taken out his journal. Was he going to draft up more plans, maybe? Scooting forward in his seat, he tried to get a better look.
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"He doesn't give us much time to catch our breath, but we need to keep going," he agreed. Languishing would just lead to a steady decline into complacency, and that was what Guy was most scared of. He didn't think he would succumb, though, especially not when he had his friends around to both motivate him and rely on him.
Though at the mention of home, Guy couldn't help but think of his trip back to Baticul. He almost wanted to tell Edgar about it (it didn't sound like he'd gotten back home the other night, despite being warped around to other places), but Guy still wasn't sure if it had been real or not. It didn't seem right to feed the man false information when it would either inspire him or depress him.
"But yeah, it's... hard to know. If I stumbled upon the device that would send us back home, it's not like I could just leave without all of my friends, and without helping everyone else." Landel had to pay too, as Edgar had said.
Despite his serious mindset, however, Guy couldn't help noticing that Edgar had taken out his journal. Was he going to draft up more plans, maybe? Scooting forward in his seat, he tried to get a better look.