"Hehehe. Glad to see you're as excited as I am," Shift laughed. "I'm gonna ge-." Before he could finish his next thought, Lucas was already back in his room, the sound of passionate packing filling the air. Taking a seat at the kitchen table, Shift realized it was best to wait for his return, if he left to ready the horses now, and Lucas returned to an empty room, no amount of apologizing would make up for it.<br/><br/>Letting his eyes wander about, seeing old sights in broad daylight, they eventually settled on a stack of plates. Something about them stirred in his thoughts, and thinking back to last night, he recalled Lucas's playful teasing for having broken one. At least, he though it was playful. But the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed to bring that up; especially after they'd been attacked by some unknown creature. Perhaps expecting apathy was a fault of Shift's, and not an expected default for others. After all, even he was feeling emotions more strongly than usual. How long that would last was anyone's guess, but he'd hold onto it for as long as he could.<br/><br/>As that thought raced by, he glanced up to see Lucas emerge from his room, all packed up and ready to go. Without missing a beat, Shift stood up and met his energy head-on. "Let's get going then. To breakfast, and the open road!"