Vashen sighed and nodded, taking the apple for himself as he sat in front of the fire. He took a drink of his Canteen and yawned, finding he was more tired then he should have been. Carrying Vira had taken a little toll of him. Especially after a busy few days. After he finished the apple he looked up at the moon and sighed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Why did she ask that question?</span><br/><br/>He yawned again and finally decided to enter his sleeping bag, dozing off soon after. He only dreamed with that demonic form. But they seemed to not appear.