Figuring that the druid must have forgotten about the skeleton, and without his helping too, more the pity, he returned to his breakfast with a shrug, idly counting the minutes before she came back up. The owlbear skeleton had been released after it finished with the assassin vines, but still, he had almost been looking forward to it...<br/><br/>Shaking his head again, he quickly finished his breakfast, and tossed Daminor an apple, and said, "Come on, you can rest your eyes in the saddle. If you doze off on watch again, though, and we all get killed in our beds, I am never talking to you again."<br/><br/>Sliding down the rope, he leaned against a nearby tree, and nodded politely to the druid, and said, "You seem irritable for some reason, any particular reason, or were we just lucky today?"<br/><br/><em>Happy go lucky attitude, check</em>, he thought to himself, waiting for her to reply.