
Storm gently patted her arm, almost wishing they could go back to the district.

"You gotta be rested. Be strong for the day."
((Gotta go, sorry.))

Storm had awoken right before that with her thrashing. "Hey, you okay?"

Storm smiled at her. She looked so peaceful.

"Okay..." Storm climbed into the tent, pressed between Grindel and the side of the tent.

((Gotta go. Be back in... half an hour?))

((And any other adventurers we pick up along the way! Your post.))

"Okay."
((Make a new topic for this plz.))

"But if you want me to be in there..."
((I'm gonna go soon.))

Storm shrugged. "It's fine, I don't mind cold."

"It's okay, I can sleep outside..."

"Okay. Good idea." Storm plopped down against a tree.1

Storm sighed, and took one last look at the district. He turned back to Grindel. "Let's go," he said almost reluctantly.

"But we don't! You can stay, and I'll go, serve my sentence. Just wait for me to get out."

"Should we really leave? I mean, everything we know is there..."

Storm ran after her, looking over his shoulder. He stopped about a hundred feet in, looking back over his shoulder.