She hummed and shook her head, turning to look towards him. “I’m okay, I got Enough.” She paused for a moment before sighing “you didn’t get any sleep, did you?” She asked, though she felt she already knew the answer. She didn’t blame him, sometimes the night was just too hard, but it still made her feel awful for him. Everyone needs sleep at some point or another. She’d known people to die from sleep deprivation. Surprisingly, the easiest thing to obtain in this world was the hardest to keep. She watched him fiddle with his helmet, sitting in comfortable silence.<br/><br/>She reached into her bag and took a pain killer from the pocket, swallowing it easily. She figured she would get one step ahead before they left to his hone, not wanting to have to stop because of her. She retied her boots and leaned back against the wall, drawing with her finger in the dust “we should probably leave when the sun starts to rise, it’ll probably take us a little while to get back.”