"Wait… oh my goodness!" the friend gasped, leaning forward. "Where's your favorite ring, Eshu?!"
Eshu blinked, then looked down at his bare finger.
There was a pause.
"Oh… that," he said with a soft chuckle, covering up his surprise. "I must've dropped it somewhere. No big deal."
"No big deal? That was your only real piece of jewelry!"
"Relax," Eshu said smoothly.
After few moments of sitting, Eshu suddenly stood up.
He placed a hand on his chest and slowly looked down at the spot where his ring should have been.
Then he turned around once, eyes scanning the floor.
Twice.
His expression slowly changed from calm… to puzzled… to panicked.
He started patting his robes, checking his sleeves and bag like he had just noticed something terrible.
His friends stared at him.
"Eshu?" one of them asked.
Eshu's eyes widened. "It's not here. I thought maybe I dropped it nearby but—" he looked again, crouching near the corner of the bench, brushing his fingers along the floor.
