((Hu caught up with you guys, and now, now he's beginning to have doubts about his satchel. . . .))
"The satchel knows its master . . ." Hu said, but now he was beginning to second-guess himself. Yes, it was easy. Too easy. How could he know for a fact that his was truly his satchel? There was not proof -- true, the satchel had his scent . . .