Time in Elif was running like crazy. Before Ramiel realized it, another week had passed... a very dull and monotonous week. Nothing interesting happened for seven days, and he made no significant progress. He desperately wanted to leave the city and return home as soon as possible. The long separation from Avi is killing him. He spends most of the day having trivial conversations with the fortune teller, but they do little to help him.
He never thought he would miss the small and cheeky chinchilla so much, who does nothing useful most of the time but chew on him and sleep. He doesn't complain about even the numerous small tooth marks that have healed. He just happens to like this change.
This change acutely appealed to him.