It was difficult for him to rise the next morning. At least an hour had passed as he laid curled with her, their bodies still intertwined from the night prior. All he could do was watch her in a half-asleep stupor, ears twitching and shifting this way and that from the normal noises in the forest around them. Gently his fingers ran through her hair as she slept, his head resting against her own. It was a scene more peaceful than he was used to. Negative thoughts of his own and not his own clouded his mind. It forced him to shake them off and in doing so roused him past the point of no return.<br/><br/>As his mind cleared and sharpened he realized just how hungry he was. Had they actually eaten anything last night? Those jars, what had been in them? Did they simply imagine it, or was it something better left unknown? If Lydia had not been sick from it then it couldn't have been too bad for them. Slipping away from Lydia he covered her with what was left of his clothing. This forest would be safe for the time being as the sun continued its upward ascent. There were also no known monsters in the area, just regular animals that shouldn't bother her as she slept.<br/><br/>By the time she woke she could hear the steady crackling of a fire nearby. Shenyo was kneeling beside it, deep in the work of skinning and cleaning a rabbit, preparing their breakfast. Despite the rule of the nobles life still continued to press on. If humans and nobles wiped each other out there would still be life moving forward in new and different directions. That included rabbits like the one he had caught. They were certainly not going extinct any time soon. Perhaps it was fortunate nobles thought of drinking from animals to be a lesser act, something generally beneath them except in emergencies.