Janelle continued the discussion about the portal, "You have a point, but finding it will be no easy task. I for one cannot see through sand. And the powers that I do have with wind are minimal. This will surely be interesting." Her face was full of thought. She approached Arcaeus, leaving little space between them. She placed her hand on his cheek, caressing it and softly touched the length of his scar with her thumb. She looked up at him and said, "I'd like to hear that story next." She let go and took the opportunity to take the nap he suggested. She slowly walked away and into his cabin, looking back at him before she shut the door.<br/>Janelle took a short nap, lasting about 2 hours, not wanting to spoil her sleep for the night ahead. She emerged from the cabin, hair askew. Her stomach rumbled at the smell of the meat, "I am starving. I did have an interesting thought before I fell asleep though; Do you believe you will feel some sort of draw to it? Being that it has a relation to hell?"