Dawn swallowed the glass Verita had poured for her, this time managing not to even wince. Her vision was beginning to swim a little. She was<i>fairly</i>sure it was because of the spirits and not just the rocking of the boat.<br/><br/>That probably wasn’t a good thing. No, it<i>definitely</i>wasn’t a good thing.<br/><br/>What had Donchen wanted, again? Not a drink - she knew that much. Something about... meat. That was it! He couldn’t reach the smoke stand, so he needed help. Still, she didn’t much enjoy the thought of having to go through the darkness of the ship’s hold again. Ashy or Foran could still be out there... and they’d both been acting<i>odd</i>since the battle. She’d only gotten a little bit of sleep since then, and she hadn’t eaten since the Aviari’s feast. It would be a wonder if she could get one good spell off.<br/><br/>Well, that, and she’d been drinking. That didn’t help things.<br/><br/>Dawn was about to suggest that they<i>all</i>go when the door swung open again, and there was Ashy on all fours. Had she come to finish what she had started? She reached for the dulled spark inside of herself - she had to let Verita escape, at least, if it came down to it.<br/><br/><i>Wait...</i>Ashy wasn’t<i>doing</i>anything. Dawn cocked her head to one side, but the elf only burped and scrambled away... toward the deck.<br/><br/>“I think your meal might be a lost cause, Chen,” she said at last. She pressed a hand to her head. She didn’t really want to think about having sneak past the ashen elf in the state she was in.<br/><br/>And if Ash was up there, where was Foran? None of the blood on on the elf had looked fresh... although she wasn’t sure how fresh Ramen blood was in the first place. Still, with the odd glint that had been in his eyes, she didn’t really want to risk following him into the hold, either.<br/><br/>Finally, Dawn folded herself into one of the cabin’s chairs. “Next time I use so much magic, no one is allowed to go insane,” she said, and sighed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>