Jannali's instinctively shook her head in disgust. Of [i]course[/i] Kwelek was going to try to keep it for a few days. But she caught herself, as her mind began to bounce around differing opinions. She dropped into a sort of trance, reasoning the situation out in her head as Kwelek addressed the group that was quickly forming around them. Her years of obeying the elders' words and adhering to the beliefs of the tribe were causing her to feel disappointment in Kwelek and his plans. He should have given it to the elders immediately, and that Jannali stood there without running straight to them made her uncomfortable.

But on the other hand... who knew what this could mean? She, too, wanted to study Kwelek's finding in an attempt to discover the secrets that were held within. Not that she could, since she wouldn't be able to decipher its mysteries without further knowledge, but wasn't that the whole point? To learn as much as she could before the opportunity was taken away from her? Jannali sighed, conflicted in her opinions.

As she reemerged into the real world, Kwelek snatched the journal out of Jannali's hands and bolted for the nearest tent, ducking behind it for cover. Dazed, Jannali looked around, regaining her bearings and grasping what was going on. She spotted the source of Kwelek's panic - the elders were leaving their hut and approaching them slowly. Jannali blushed, turning away and walking quickly after Kwelek, becoming more and more obsessed with the journal with every passing moment.