Jack wasn’t alone.
In a way, he never had been alone since Sprinkle had been with him since the very first moment, but in a different way, Sprinkle was the quest. He carried the ice cream which Jack wished to give to Jane. A sweet that he had made and which had impressed both his grandmother and Sprinkle.
He hadn’t thought a lot about that. What was it about the ice cream that was so special? He assumed nothing, really. More than likely, his adventurous grandmother had simply decided to use it as an encouragement to get Jack to travel and go after Jane, and take Sprinkle along.
Jack really liked him. Despite the apparent disagreeableness, he felt that Sprinkle was very a loyal and concerned companion. That he cared a lot about their quest and Jack’s well-being.
“It is still pretty warm
