Is it wrong for slimes to be in dungeons? (revised)

Chapter 53: Tangled Mess

Not that it mattered. The state of my body could easily be rejuvenated by merely giving control over to Eve. She had a more impressive endurance than either me or Ava. She was actually the one who was running from the Loki Familia the majority of the time after Rimuru fell asleep that one time. Whenever things got dicey I took control, but she could go for days without a break. It was almost scary.

"H–hey that's not very nice."

"She is right though."

Please don't start, I just think, shutting the two up.

Truth be told, it wasn't perfect, just because she could doesn't mean she should. But...I didn't care anymore. Whether it was this war or after that I was done.

I walk over and sit next to Henry who made his annoyance with my presence clear. After a moment of silence he reaches into a bag and pulls out a piece of bread and a canteen of water.

"Eat," he orders, putting the rations directly in front of me.

I grab them and stare down at them.

"The whole thing this time. I can go on another rant about how important it is for you to be in proper shape for this battle, but I'm sure you don't want to sit through another one of those and I don't want to have to repeat myself." he says bitterly.

I'll try my best... I think, in a deadpan tone.

As I bite into the tasteless bread I can't help but wonder about things.

It's been roughly three to four days since Rimuru was returned to me and Amaterasu in his blob state once again, thankfully without the monstrous aura. If things go like they did last time he should be waking up right about now.

I couldn't help, but to wonder. How would he react? What would he do?

How long would it take for him to find us? Truthfully, while it's true that a large portion of my fatigue came from the lack of sleep and food, there was a non-zero portion that stemmed from questions like these.

As the days passed and Rimuru didn't show up, both relief and doubt crawled through me.

Even now I don't have anything to say to him. Each day that passed was one day closer to him finding me which meant that I needed to figure out a way to give up on me.

But I...I just couldn't manage that. It's like my mind was refusing to cooperate.

And as the days passed and he still didn't show up, a part of me grew shaken.

What if he had already given up on me? The idea made me want to laugh.

I couldn't bring myself to laugh.

What if he stayed as that blob forever, unable to pursue me even if he wanted to? It made me feel cold.

I managed to laugh at that thought.

"Hey," the sudden voice from behind startles me out of my thoughts. I managed to stay mostly still though. My tail swished a little. "Quit daydreaming and get back in the carriage. If you're tired, sleep in there. Also, finish your damn food already." Henry orders, having gotten behind me while I was lost in thought.

Wow, I've really grown dull... I thought as I got up and returned to the carriage.

Just let this end soon. I'm tired of playing this game.

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(3rd Person POV)