Cromwell laid there, feigning sleep and listening to see what Ashryn would do, aside from her outburst at her options. He was adamant about his rules. They were set in place for a reason, a reason both proven in the capital and on the run. But, once the stirring outside ceased and the smallest hint of breathing deepened and steadied, the bandit leader was satisfied he would not be waking up to an unwelcome guest. Turning over on his quasi-bed, Cromwell himself went to sleep.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Cromwell was never one to rise early if there was no need. His men knew that. Thus no one ventured down the hallway to their leader as the sun rose outside the mine encampment that had been made. Men began to move about specific tasks, placing debris, leftover boxes and carts, and the like in the way of the tunnels. It was militaristic in the method that they went about this. By the time Cromwell intended to wake up, he would expect them to have proper barricades and bottenecks to fortify the position if the need ever arose. But while they worked, it was the furthest thing from Cromwell's mind as he slept.<br/><br/>The Bandit leader did not rise until the sun was well into the sky, approaching a rough approximation of noon. He slowly stirred from his bedroll atop the furs, eventually rising to a sitting position and letting out a yawn. After taking a quick stock to make sure his things were not moved, Cromwell crawled towards the edge of his bedding, stopping once he was against the hard stone completely, toes just inches off of his 'bed'. Without a word, he dipped his head and began to murmur to himself. It was something he began to do shortly after leaving the capital and it's lies behind, taking up the teachings of what he considered were the true gods as best he could. He was no linguist, thus he was left with only the common versions of verses and prayers. These normal verses were thought to be harder for the 'heretic' gods -called lords- to hear; a whisper akin to a shout. But he had chose to make an effort to recite them in proper fashion whenever it was possible when he woke.