R took Majikku's hand and got into the carriage. "Thank you." He said, his voice hollow and monotone as usual. R looked back at the cottage. The group was still being as odd and weird as usual. It makes sense, given that they are a ragtag bunch of crazies, essentially, but, the least they can do is be logical. A Veld Cube appeared in a small form on R's head again, whirring in an odd pattern, as if it was singing.