You trudged into the cabin, dragging your sword behind you, before Narinder took it. "Don't wanna ruin the floorboards." He said, a hand on your back. He was just as tired as you and was carrying his scythe over his shoulder. You were so tired, the only thing you could really remember was leaving 2 days ago for the crusade, and everything else was a blur. You eventually made it to your bedroom and just flopped down on the bed. Narinder set your sword and his scythe respectively on their display shelves, before taking off his cloak and shirt, sitting on the bed. "M'not going to sleep yet." He said, glancing at you. "not tired enough."