Kosuke didn't know how long he'd slept. It could have been hours, or even days, but it was long enough for someone to move him somewhere else. He figured it must have been Brinn. Perhaps the bandits had come back so she'd moved them somewhere safer, or maybe it was just a precaution. It seemed like she'd made a makeshift bed for him. That explained why his sleep was so comfortable. He even had a fireplace ready if he needed it.<br/><br/>All of this was here, but... well, the only thing missing was Brinn. Was all of this a... a goodbye? So the travelers had finally separated, huh? That was a shame, and they were just getting to know each other too. But he supposed, she had things she wanted to do. Like she had to get her cart fixed up, so she could sell her merchandise and make a living. It would be foolish to think they could have just traveled together aimlessly forever.<br/><br/>Kosuke stood up and put his cloak back on properly. He picked up his bag, but he didn't bother checking it. He knew Brinn wouldn't have stolen from him. While the fireplace was a very thoughtful addition to his little camp, he didn't intend to use it. It was time he went traveling again. He probably wouldn't go back to that other town... well there was a fork in the road on the way to it. Maybe he'd see what was down there.<br/><br/>Kosuke rubbed his eyes and stretched to shake off the remnants of sleep. It appeared to be morning, so he'd at least slept through the night. He felt great for it though. His manna had fully returned and it was a lovely morning. The traveler paused a moment to pull some bread out of his bag. He nibbled on this as he continued his endless journey. Surely he would meet new people along the way. There were lots of people out in the world; he'd make lots of friends. And if he ever saw Brinn again, he'd have to thank her. She had been a wonderful friend.