"Given how yesterday played out, It's safe to say a little time off won't go amiss." Cronic said, before looking upward to the sky, as if trying to spot the dragon.

"...Rocky roads are ahead, that's for sure. Blasted dragons. They just had to pick now of all times to return to Tamriel." Cronic said, as he turned to walk back to Whiterun.

"You take care now, you hear? A guy like you doesn't deserve an early grave." Cronic said to the driver as he went back up the path, trying to ponder possible locations where the wandering swordswoman could be... If she were even still alive.

[i]""Nonononono... Don't think those thoughts. If there's doubts in my mind, I won't be able to commit to a search."[/i]