[He stays in position for a while longer before stowing his things, including the hand, for disposal in the near future. There isn't much time left on this night. Sparing no glance at Fiora—he's imposed enough—he settles against a large stone and closes his eyes, listening to the fire as it crackles, in anticipation of their oncoming unconsciousness.
It's time to rest. There's no telling if either of them will remain awake tonight.]
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It's time to rest. There's no telling if either of them will remain awake tonight.]