"Regret what?" Raven asked quietly, not looking at him.

"Not going back to the farm when you had the chance?" he said very quietly.

Raven paused but then shook his head.

"But you would have been there... and could have helped instead of watching from the sidelines," Wolfe pressed.

Raven nodded a little. "... But then I wouldn't be on this Juttle now," he replied quietly.

Wolfe paused, he didn't seem to find a reply as he remained silent.

Raven didn't say anything else either.

It was about twenty minute later when the landed. Much too soon. Wolfe blinked, looked out the window and cussed quietly. It wasn't Costa Rica. "Frei..." he said with a voice clearly calmer than he was feeling, "What are you doing?"

"Ice Cream," Frei stated blankly.

Raven blinked at Frei. It had been awhile since she had so blatantly acted her age.

Frei went out the door and Wolfe stood with a small sigh before following after her.

Raven paused before following after them. Maybe a little ice cream would help cheer him up.

Frei seemed to know the best ice cream place around. She was already ordering a bit ice cream.

Raven looked around quietly at all the flavors before ordering one of the more obscure flavors.

Wolfe ordered Vanilla.

Raven wasn't too surprised by his choice. But once he got the ice cream and watched Frei enjoy hers a little, he started to slowly become himself again.

Frei got two scoops, cookie dough and bubblegum. She seemed to be enjoying it. Wolfe got his in a cup with a spoon, much less messy.