Ashva was a quick study, a fact that Barn understood somewhere inside of his mind but not in any forefront area responsible for active thought. It was true that they were friends now, beyond reproach or separation. At least until he got distracted.
Barn looked him over with a frown of contemplation and then seemed to think twice about whatever he'd decided and shrugged, he reached to grab Ashva's hand and lead him off somewhere "He's over here and we'll go find him and it'll be good. Hey! Maybe you can live with us in the castle. It's pretty great! It's so great that everyone comes there to see it all the time!"
It wasn't until a moment later that he stopped, frozen, in the middle of a green pasture. "W-wait." he paused, an odd thing for him, and then let go of Ash's hand and fell to his knees on the ground. "I'M LOST. I'M LOST AGAIN. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???? HOW DO I GET TO THE CASTLE??? WHERE IS JESUS NOW?"
Meanwhile over the corner a man in a golfing outfit with a little priestly collar squinted to look at them and then donned an exasperated face.