Hosea grumbled as he tried to sit down on the strangely comfortable bed. The light of the exit were an efficient distraction to the annoyance that he felt in his neck.. Though there wasn't much, just a few— Hosea simply dismissed as little inconvenience because of the palpable pain in his head.

Hosea blinked twice, trying to regain focus on the place: It was a tent, and judging by the structure and the inside.. It was Dutch's tent. Hosea immediately felt surprise, but that didn't last long with his headache.

' Dutch? '

Hosea called, and suddenly, he felt something— no, someone move beside him; It was Dutch. The sheets covered them both, but due to Hosea sitting up on the bed Dutch started to wake up.. Though, as his eyes laid on the leader, he noticed a few red-to-purple stains on his neck— Though they were almost invisible thanks to the darkness.

Wait, how did Hosea end like this?

Oh.

Hosea had to squint his eyes to see Dutch there, the same state as him but still sleeping. Molly would have his ass in fire if she even came into the tent.