The ranger never heard as the kid finished, packed up, and moved to his side. He was just about read to fall on his face when he felt something touch his arm and snapped awake. He blinked a few times, looked around, and found the kid at his side, gripping his arm.<br/><br/>His thinking was slow enough that he was just about to pull his arm away and snap at the boy when the world spun around him. Blackness veiled his eyes for an instant, then all of a sudden, with a sensation similar to plunging into an ice cold lake, he felt the world snap into place around him. He was standing in his cabin. What with the sleep constantly pulling at him, and now the dizziness he could barely remain standing. They had landed near the chair he'd been found asleep in, so he settled shakily onto it, rubbing at his eyes.<br/><br/>"Hhhhuh?" he asked, then shook his head, "M-my bow. Right. Uh... Its..." he drifted for a moment, and nearly fell into sleep again, then just barely caught himself, and croaked, "The wardrobe. Its wrapped... leather... Arrows too."<br/><br/>He knew the lives of the people he'd dedicated his life to saving depended on him. It was all that he had to hold on to that was strong enough to push him further. He heaved himself to his feet once more and staggered drunkenly to the wardrobe. Fumbling with numb hands, he searched inside for his bow.