It didn't seem like much longer before the young swordsman stirred once again, but it had been at least a little over an hour. Lifting himself up from the horse, he sat in the saddle lazily. Stretching, he felt no pain of any kind. He popped his neck to either side and grinned a large white grin as he looked at his body. He was without even a scar. "Alright! That stuff works wonders!" he exclaimed, "Thank you, good sir. Could I-?" suddenly, he stopped and looked around the camp, realizing he was the only cheerful member of the party. Feeling a hot flush on embarrassment in his face, Leon quickly dismounted and popped more of his aching joints from the long, awkward nap.<br/><br/>Looking between the men and a lone, frustrated woman, Leon wondered what he'd missed since he'd been sleeping. He noted another woman across the way, clearly staying out of the squabble. He thought of going to join her, but it was unlikely that this thing would blow over quickly if someone, a third party, didn't step in. Leon slowly approached the middle ground between them, trying to calm the situation down. He wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but he knew one thing was for sure. There would be no more spilling of anyone's blood tonight. This was a time of rest and relaxation, which he was keen on enjoying. "Let's just calm down, alright everyone? What is going on here?"