When John decided to head back he found Magoi sitting in his usual place. No signs of discomfort could be found in the man's body language. John breathed a sigh of relief, so the Fateweaver was okay. "I was afraid you would get sick and the barrier would crumble or something," John said truthfully as he stepped towards the dinosaur-masked man.
"No, I just needed to temporarily alter the time dilation as well as do…something else," Magoi gave a half-hearted explanation.
"Why? For both of those," John asked, too curious not to.
"Ah, well, I needed to get the contract correct." Magoi turned a page of his newspaper. "See, I was told to give you 28 days, or a month, instead of four days. Therefore, the average per day is one to seven, but because we started late on Monday I needed to stretch today a bit. For the other thing, there was an external problem, but it's gone now."
"What kind of problem?" John wanted to know.
