The Empire of Reimia (3)

— How awful! — Ellie clutched her head with both hands. — Let me chop off your hand, and we’ll take it off.

— N-n-no, please! I still need my hand, and it probably won’t help anyway... — Miya smiled warmly. — I think it’s ready? Listen, let’s go already. Sorry I said all that to you, just don’t worry, these are my problems, okay? I said it so you wouldn’t think I’m a complete naive fool... I am, of course, but not entirely without reason...
— Hey, look what I came up with! We can turn him in to the police station, and we’ll definitely get a good reward, — Miya wasn’t sure if she was happy with this idea, but she needed to cheer up her friend somehow. And what would be more merciful to this person? Prison is probably better than being alone in the wild forest. — But — only if it doesn’t slow us down, because we need to hurry.
The option of leaving him here and calling the police is also being considered, just in case.