Zel couldn't stand to see this. Larea was so exhausted by all that had happened, that she couldn't even hold herself up any more. Surely just laying on the floor like that would become very uncomfortable, very fast. After a moment watching her, Zel sighed and stood up, lifting up the rather slight girl and setting her down on her bed. He thought the action was embarrassing and awkward, probably for both of them, but he couldn't leave her on the floor.<br/><br/>After he'd repositioned Larea, Zel walked over to the wall and sat with his back against it. After a short moment of thinking he spoke again, though he wasn't sure if Larea was even listening anymore. "Sigrun is Sigrun," Zel said, sighing slightly. "She may not think she did anything wrong. But we're leaving in the morning anyway. And as long as we bring everything we need, we won't ever have to come back here. You can start over in every new town you go to. One little mishap in one little town really isn't the end of the world-- even if it feels like it."<br/><br/>Zel gave a small ironic smile under his mask, but didn't say his next thought out loud, thinking it would probably make Larea feel worse.<span style="font-style: italic">But every one who listened to Sigrun will probably think I'm some sort of pervert. Oh well, I never made a point of staying in one place for very long anyway.</span>