Darin was ready to scowl at life in general. Everybody who knew what she was doing said that she must have been picked for a reason. She wasn’t sure that she brought that. After all, The Gardener died not more than two breathes after giving her The Seed. Ridahne didn’t know that, and Darin wasn’t sure she wanted to tell her that. However, the villagers didn’t have that excuse. They were the ones that buried the Gardener. Yet Milla, Thomas, and even the elders that didn’t like her said Darin must have been given The Seed for a reason. If there was a reason besides last options Darin didn’t know what is was. She gave her head a shake. She had been thinking those thoughts for what seemed like forever; at least since she got The Seed. It wasn’t helping, and she knew it. Darin knew that the job was important. She may not have been the best choice. She may have even been the last choice. However, she was still the choice The Gardener had made. She had to do the job. With Ridahne’s help she might even manage to get it done. At the very least her odds had increased dramatically. So, Darin would count herself lucky; at least for today. Darin nodded at Ridahne, “Well then. We best get started. We aren’t going to find where we’re headed by standing around.” She finished her apple, “Besides, I’m sure the people of Greyrock wouldn’t mind if we left sooner rather than later.” That was probably an understatement. Darin checked to make sure she had her pack. It was strapped to her back. She supposed it wasn’t necessary to check on it, but since she lost her pack mule, she had been paranoid about losing her supplies. She was already down a shirt because she lost her sewing kit because she lost her pack mule. She wasn’t inclined to lose anything else. That just made good sense. She wondered if Ridahne would be willing to share her supplies. Darin gave her head another shake. She couldn’t ask for more than the Elf was willing to give. That was rude. She did ask, “Do you have a map? I would like to keep better track of where I’ve been already.” That was another problem. Darin was lost when Ridahne found her. In a way she was still lost. She knew she was in Greyrock. That didn’t mean she knew where she had been or where she was going. She couldn’t keep wandering like that. She wanted to make sure that she was being systematic. Well, that wasn’t right. She wanted to be mostly systematic. If she got a feeling to go in a certain direction she was going to go in that direction. She still needed a map. If Ridahne didn’t have one, they would have to buy one. Darin was tired of being lost. She wasn’t doing it anymore. She was going to know where she was going from this point forward.