"Perhaps he does, perhaps he doesn't. Landel isn't one to share information, you know..." Scar answered, not quite enjoying where this conversation was headed, which basically consisted of Taura's whining. The kitten still sitting on his lap saw fit to play with a few stray strands of his hair, forcing the former lion to pull his hair from its reach while offering it a disapproving look. It didn't help much.

"Perhaps disappearing means that he's merely tired of you, that you're no longer useful or something like that. Perhaps it's the whole goal of this ridiculous game of his. Be as it may, I doubt he's doing us a favor by simply sending us home. Not to rain on your parade or anything..."

At the sudden revival of determination, however, he had to blink. "Well, good luck then," he commented, a somewhat dry tone in his voice.