As nightfall flushed the lands, you and your crew settle down nearby a quaint town on the ledge of a hill. Your crew all begin to settle down after dinner, unwinding and cleaning up to get some rest. You on the other hand absentmindedly cleaned up after dinner, your mind lingering on the upcoming Holy War. Though you are strong, you have doubts.

“Ehh jagi… you’ve been cleaning the same plate for the past five minutes. You okay?”

Jimin’s voice rings out with a melodic note, interrupting the silence in he kitchen and your mind. He looks at you with a curious but unphased expression, a casual smile on his face to adorn it.