As Zepher put his weapons away, Aristophillia couldn't help but notice he did so almost...lovingly. Him being a known assassin certainly had everything to do with it. This was his livelihood. She lay her right cheek upon her pillow, enjoying the cool touch, while slipping one arm underneath and the other rest near her face. Aristophillia closed her eyes and listened to Zepher hum something she didn't recognize. He had a beautiful timber to his voice and Aristophillia fell asleep before he finished.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</div><br/><br/>Madrona awoke Aristophillia before the sun rose. She failed to notice Zepher upin the couch. Perhaps it was that she didn't think to look, or perhaps, even when asleep, Zepher was a craftsman at his art. Either way, Madrona went about her business bringing Aristophillia a meager breakfast of bread and milk.<br/><br/>Aristophillia sat upon her bed, her auburn red hair a mess while she ate. It was early, even for her, and she didn't even to open her eyes while she chewed her food. "It's so early.." Ari half complained with a groan while rubbing a hand through her knotted hair. She looked to the couch, wondering if Zepher was still there, but the shadows of the room didn't help her any in deciding if he was or not, so Ari just left it alone. She would see him in the commons area in an hour or so, anyway.<br/><br/>Once Ari was dressed in light armor with a white overcoat, to reflect the dessert heat, her hair combed and placed in a side braid, she was sent to the commons area to wait for the others. Madrona waited with Ari and was the first to spot Parisi making his way down with the Mayor as well as 3 camels and a cart of supplies.