Arcaeus awoke after a night of uneventful and restorative sleep. He stepped outside in his boxers, noticed Janelle was outside, and was surprised that she was up first. He then went to the packs and put on some pants and a shirt, then went to starts a fire for breakfast. He mumbled a sleepy "Good morning" to Janelle, who just smiled back at him. "Do we still have any leftovers from dinner?" he asked. Janelle nodded yes and produced them, and Arcaeus set about cutting them into strips and cooking them. They didn't say much as they ate and after they were done, they decided they should move on. "Do you wanna swim while I carry the packs?" he asked Janelle. She protested at first, citing his wounds. "I'm feeling much better now, thanks to you. I'm only a little bit sore. I can carry these." he insisted. "Now go swim." Janelle got into the water and was clearly enjoying it. Arcaeus walked along the riverside. They didn't talk much, just inconsequential small-talk, mostly just enjoying the sound of birds and the river rushing downstream. The eventually exited the forest and followed the river a little ways more, until it started heading east. Janelle had to get out of the river, so they could continue north, and looked a little down-heartened.<br/><br/>It was starting to get a little chilly, and as they walked through a slightly snowy field at the base of one of the mountains, Janelle asked," Why did you want to rebel against Lucifer?" Arcaeus thought for a moment before answering. "I thought that he was, or is rather, incompetent. So did some higher up demons. I was the inspiration for the rebellion, but really had little say so in what we did. But I was always the figurehead. We, the rebels, figured that a group of demons could rule Hell better than Lucy, so we tried to take him down. And well, you know how that eventually played out." Arcaeus grew quiet after that, and Janelle was lost in about what he had said. They eventually came upon a small path that led up the mountain. They headed up it as it wound softly up the mountain, slowly spiraling up it. It was still relatively early in the day. Judging from the position of the sun, Arcaeus figured it was around 1 in the afternoon. He turned to Janelle and asked if she maybe wanted to stop, rest and eat a little. She said yes so they dug some food out of the packs and ate a small lunch. After they sat and ate for about half an hour, they cleaned up what little mess they had made and continued along the mountain trail.