Adykon had finished his day's work by the end of the day. He herded the last goat back into its pen, then went to go find the migrant workers. As expected, he found piles of wheat cut and stacked, but wasn't sure where the workers themselves were. He checked the well, knowing that it was a common gathering place. To his surprise, he found Rughoi not far away from it.

"What's wrong, little one? Looking for the others?" Adykon inquired.