Tal picked up the dagger, piercing the meat with the blade before holding it over the fire. He watched the orange flickers envelop the chunk, his stomach beginning to growl with hunger.<br/><br/>"Need some company?" Tal offered, flipping the dagger over to cook the other side of his food. "I don't think I'm ready to sleep yet." He explained, looking over to Mesaraih sat on the edge of the room.<br/><br/>Ester closed her eyes, feeling the healing potion soothe the pain of her wound. She hoped it didn't heal it, that would be unproductive. She was thankful for it killing the pain, knowing she'd probably be able to sleep better without the constant throbbing. The elf took another bite of the apple, crunching it in her mouth as she reopened her eyes. She felt too tired to chew, the heat making her feel even more sleepy. The elf took a couple more bites so the apple wasn't a complete waste before she slid herself away from the fire slightly, grabbing her cloak and balling it up. She moved to lie down on the floor, using the clothing as a pillow.<br/><br/>Upon seeing the elf lie down to go to sleep, Tal waited for his meat to finish cooking before joining Mesaraih at the hole in the room. He sat beside him, dangling his legs over the edge and taking a bite of the food. He watched as a rock wraith slammed two genlocks into a pillar, their bodies going limp as they slid down onto the floor. "Damn, you might win." He commented.