Kosuke frowned. It seemed the Ranger wasn't going to tell him anything. He wasn't giving up though. "If you say so..." The boy mumbled, turning and doubling back the way he came. He made his way to the healing center and replenished the herbs he'd used, then wandered back over to the Ranger's house. It seemed like the Ranger was still inside. The boy straightened his robes took a breath, and sat down next to the door.<br/><br/>He intended to spend the night there, so that whenever the Ranger chose to head off, he'd know, and he'd be able to go with him. Perhaps what he was doing was a little strange, especially if the Ranger actually had been telling him the truth. But he just had a bad feeling, and his need to help often compelled him to do strange things. So in that spot he drifted off to sleep. He was surprisingly comfortable sitting in the grass, leaned against the small building.<br/><br/>The boy's dreams were thick and warm, like syrup. However, bits of his anxious consciousness edged their way into his dreams, slowly reviving his far-gone being. He woke, the sun bright and new shining on him. It was chilly at this time of day in the mountains and he pulled his cloak tighter around him. A though occurred to the boy that perhaps he'd missed the Ranger's departure. Hesitantly, the boy raised his head up to a window pane, taking a glance inside.