Tempest is… strange. He keeps looking over his shoulder, as if expecting me to attack him at any moment. The issue with that is the sheer size difference between us… I guess he just isn’t used to strangers at all, especially ones from a strange planet.

It keeps getting colder, the further in we go. I don’t remember how warm the sun was. I miss my friends. I miss Goldie as well, even though she’s on this planet with me. I understand why she stayed behind, she’s always so thoughtful like that… but for some reason, I feel torn in two being separated from her right now. I don’t know what to do.

I just hope we can resolve this quickly. That’s all that I can think about now.