"Well, the day I speak of, when I make my escape. The road will be clear, and will remain if you can keep up. But I won't be doing all the work now will I? Get some rest, Fay. I don't doubt that we will be driven to our limits tomorrow... Before the fight, I'll teach you some things. If I know Roark, you and I will be tested tomorrow for sure." She frowned and did not feel at all comforted about going along with whatever plan he had. It also seemed as though he was done talking for the day. There was a bit of finality in his words. So she let out a displeased sigh and made herself comfortable. She felt that he was right about tomorrow. Roark showed them today that he really wanted them dead, so whatever he had planned for tomorrow would be worse. For now taking some fighting lessons from Theraida would help her out a lot if anything he thought was useful. Then again his prowess on the battle field showed that he had experience in fights. If she could learn to fight like him then she may stand a chance on her own against an opponent.<br/><br/>She looked at him as he relaxed, his breathing slowed, and she suspected that he must have fallen asleep. She sighed since she had wanted to ask him where he had learned to fight like he did and how he ended up here but for now she would have to wait. She looked out the window where Theraida had moved the couch and saw the suns slow decent. It would still be a couple of hours before night time but she was tired from todayâ€™s ordeal. She was happy at least that her leg was no longer hurting her. In fact, after her bath she was able to place more pressure on it. She thought about the bone blade she had made and her plan to take it with her tomorrow but if she dropped it in the arena, or one of the guards spotted it then it would be useless. Maybe he was right and that she should just let up on the guards for nowâ€¦ Even that freak that called himself a doctor. He really made her feel sick to her stomach with the way he had looked at her and his actions when it came to wound care. She shivered in remembered fear and pulled the covers over her tightly. She just hoped for now that if anyone came in she would either wake up or Theraida would make sure no harm came to herâ€¦<br/><br/>Fay ended up falling into a deep sleep since she had barely slept the night before. Her dreaming state consisted of her fatherâ€™s death and the face of the man who was in charge of it all. He had been as tall as Theraida with light blonde hair and a scar that went over the left side of his face. His eyes were as grey as a thunder cloud full of cruel intent. She moved a lot for maybe an hour or so in her sleep until finally her dreams left her for some time so that she could rest. Her movements in her sleep had ended up moving her closer to Theraida, who she had unconsciously clung to in her sleep. Her head rested on his chest with her hand lying against his collarbone. Her right leg had moved over his own in a light clinging embrace that she would not have allowed if she were awakeâ€¦