Janelle woke with a start by the sound of Arcaeus' yell. She hadn't intended to fall into such a deep sleep again after already waking. It was still raining lightly she noticed, nothing that would be bothersome. She stretched, feeling ready for a new day. She got up, her belly rumbling with hunger, and smoothed out her bed ridden hair; brushed up her face as best as she could and fixed her clothes. She walked, with a little bounce in her step, to where he was standing. She saw him in all his morning glory, his messy hair, tired eyes, and irritated look already brewing on his face but also being well hidden. She saw him holding a black cloak, but no food and she sighed to herself with frustration and disappointment. She got closer to him and noticed immediately the change in his mood. She knew she could try and find out what it was, by digging into his mind; but she also knew he wasn't human, she didn't know what kind of damage would be unleashed if she tried or even if she could.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm not going to chance it. He would not be a good enemy to have. I don't know enough about him to know for a fact I would be able to safely get away. I am too young, I need to be wise. My elders always reminded me of this.</span>She was doing her best to reinforce herself. "Well good morning. Are we going somewhere?"