Graham, he of the never-ending appetite and the eternally hollow legs, was picking at his breakfast with an almost uncharacteristic persnickitiness. He would try to put on a happier face for any of his friends if they were around, of course, but there was a lot on his mind that morning. Everything had mostly turned out okay despite all the hitches in yesterday, but he was worried. Triumph still hadn't made his way back, and today was a big day. He had to find the eye of a hideous beast before the deadline, and he almost didn't know where to start, so he'd really have to spend his morning hitting the pavement, so to speak, in figuring something out...hopefully before his competitors got to the same conclusion before he did!

It was enough to start sowing the seeds of doubt in him that maybe he wasn't cut out to be a knight, but he wasn't going to water those seeds to let them start growing into something to stop him! And his alliance made with Manny yesterday, he hoped, would prove helpful today. Only time will tell, he supposed!