Mesaraih took the bandage and wrapped it around Ester's hand, his movements careful and precise. He kept his eyes on her hand and only there until he was satisfied with how it was placed. His attention turned to Tal as he asked for a dagger soon afterwards.<br/><br/>He tossed it over to him. "Careful," he said, forgetting that Tal might not be as accustomed to handling the smaller weapons as he was. His hands were also considerably bigger. As he turned back to the fire to warm up his food, his feet shifted constantly. He realized he was not as tired as he had thought, more sore than anything else really. When he was satisfied with the color of the meat and vegetables, he walked back to the edge of the room where the hole was and sat on the edge, his legs dangling down onto the cavern.<br/><br/>Valehna ate her food mechanically, more to sustain her body than because she felt any sort of hunger. She just stared silently into the fire, beginning to feel fatigue wear down on her.<br/><br/>Mesaraih called out to the others. "I can't tell if it's late, but you should all get some sleep. I'll be up for another while yet, so I can keep watch."