A long day indeed. And despite her uncanny ability to fall asleep wherever and whenever she deems fitting, Himeka refuses to let the shift from day into night usher her onwards. That so many should be gathered here as well is equally a point of interest and concern, and she has never been one to sit idly for long.
She makes her own rounds about the encampment, mostly keeping free of the ire of the guards stationed. But she does take pause as one hunched over and familiar sticks out amongst the rest. The way he lays out his bedroll would be comical if the situation were less confounding.
So she does what anyone would do when confronted with a once-enemy-turned-friend-turned-enemy-returned friend (frienemy?) after being literally hatched out of weird crystal goop and captured by a team of cantankerous soldiers only to be transported to some unknown spook ruins.
She plops down adjacent and waits, just for a moment.
"Accosted by a group of soldiers in the forest while covered in dubious goop." A beat. "The same as you, I would imagine?"
Of course his presence there brings several new questions to mind, but...one thing at a time.
3, adding to your pile
She makes her own rounds about the encampment, mostly keeping free of the ire of the guards stationed. But she does take pause as one hunched over and familiar sticks out amongst the rest. The way he lays out his bedroll would be comical if the situation were less confounding.
So she does what anyone would do when confronted with a once-enemy-turned-friend-turned-enemy-returned friend (frienemy?) after being literally hatched out of weird crystal goop and captured by a team of cantankerous soldiers only to be transported to some unknown spook ruins.
She plops down adjacent and waits, just for a moment.
"Accosted by a group of soldiers in the forest while covered in dubious goop." A beat. "The same as you, I would imagine?"
Of course his presence there brings several new questions to mind, but...one thing at a time.