Alex hadn't expected the chief to keep his words. It was weeks before he came to see him again.
The man stood just outside the range of the formation, looking inside with not little surprise in his eyes. He had likely expected Alex to have grown agitated being inside there for so long, but seeing him unchanged had phased him.
"Anything you have to say to me?" the chief asked.
"Yes, actually," Alex said. "Would you mind telling your people to converse with me from time to time? I get bored a lot here."
The chief sneered. "What about the elixir?"
Alex shrugged. "Well, if you're averse to the idea of them talking, then what about some walls? I get shy with them around me at all times."
"If jokes are all you can think to make, then you must want to stay in there for a long time, don't you?" the chief asked.
