Max felt very uncomfortable at being suddenly left alone with somebody. He watched as Grim slinked away, and left him with somebody else. He cocked his head at Bayen as he remembered Grims words,[i]"You will listen to the one known as Bain,"[/i] He pondered for a moment if that meant that he would be forced to listen to him. He supposed that it probably did, and he frowned as he followed after him. He put his hands under his arms and shivered from the cold as he asked, "Why do you listen to him? Does he have your name?" He asked curiously, "Why don't we run and find a way back home, we're both human right?" He pointed out. He disliked the idea of being trained like a dog, and figured it couldn't hurt to ask.

	"I'm ready for this pointless meeting to reach it's conclusion." The Spring queen said sourly. She tapped an impatient finger on her leg rhythmically, "And as such, I will be off." And as soon as those words escaped from her mouth, she was gone with the wind, back to her own kingdom, back to her palace. She found herself atop her Throne, with a slew of advisors waiting for her. They all wanted to know what came of the moot, but she was not at all about to talk about it. "Be gone," She said, and raised a single hand. She slumped against her throne and let out a heavy sigh. Already her day seemed long and it had barely begun.