Firelight gave the dungeon floor a soft glow, sleeping bags strewn out along the ground where the rest of the party slept. It was quiet, but not eerily so.

You couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t the first time and it likely wouldn’t be the last, knees tucked close to your chest as you stared off into the blazing campfire.

Everyone else could rest, so why not you? Mick and Kuro were knocked out on top of eachother, Rin was huddled in her own corner with Daya and Holm was off to your right.

The only one unaccounted for was—

“You alright?” Kabru.

You see him settle at your side from the corner of your eye, sea blue eyes alight with that prying curiosity you often associated with him.

It seems he too had things other than sleep on his mind.