Ferdinand paced back and forth between his office and the hall. He had spent the morning between the states of "coming" and "not coming". They were due to leave the house in 10 minutes to make it to the gathering point on time. As the minutes ticked closer to their departure, Ferdinand became more skittish.
"You know. You don't have to come along."
"I'm coming!"
"If you're worried about the track, you can stay at base."
Ferdinand darted back to his office to check the route again.
"I don't think I'm fit enough for this."
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