Meanwhile Hyarmenion had continued to permit himself to sleep. It was a rare luxury that he hadn't been allowed thus far. That being said, he certainly was happy to have it. That wasn't going to be something he would complain about one bit for sure. Rather, he was happy to be able to recover. That was, of course, that he would be happy if it weren't for the fact that he was completely out of it for the time being.<br/><br/>After a predetermined amount of time had passed, which was the result of the way that he allowed his elvish discipline to control his sleeping tactics, the elf strategy officer awoke. An unusual sort of ritual started off after that. He immediately awoke and started to use a towel to clean himself off. To some degree, this was a problem for him. While he had wanted to maintain an air of professionalism, he had also realized that having a nice covering of earth would help him magically.<br/><br/>Still, he kept up the cleansing routine because he had a feeling that he wouldn't have made many friends amongst the troops if he had permitted himself to go the entirely traditional way and let the dirt on his body start to cake up. Many people would have commented on that. He then briefly wondered if Sorin, likewise, had felt the most right in air and Rubii in fire as well.