I waited all day for Fynn to come back. He had made it out of the tent this morning without waking me at all, which was evidence of how hard I trained last night. I wondered if that clued him in that something was different.

It made me anxious to think he might have clued in, but I had to risk it. It might even be fun to try to take him in a fight. I mean, there was no way I would win a fight like that, but it might be worth it to try, just to see if he would even engage ...