Jilikuil stumbled a bit on his approach. He was more and more of a bumbling fool as he grew worried. He didn't see his Master. He stopped and looked behind himself. He couldn't see his Master.

'What if I'm following the wrong people?' Jilikuil thought. It was a shameful thought, but he reminded himself not to be so much of a crybaby. He turned back to those he was following. They were gone. He had lost them.

Jilikuil ran out into the road and spun around, looking in every direction. He felt shame rise up unbearably inside himself again.

'Master will never forgive me,' Jilikuil thought. He put his hands on his head and walked in the direction that he had last seen the pair go. 'I'll find them. I'll find them, Master.'