He leans against Cerul when she sits beside him, an almost instinctive gesture if it had been anyone other than him, but he knew it would make her feel better. He snorted in amusement to himself as he came out of the contemplative state, and stretched, feeling tendons and muscles protesting being in the same position for nearly six hours before he had even twitched them, and made a note to shift more often the next time he did that. He leaned back against his elf, and noted she was awake and aware. "Hope you weren't too bored waiting for me, wanted to consider the repercussions of our actions and I just realized that we might have made a tiny mistake, though there isn't anything we can do about it since we need to stop the Red Hand."<br/><br/>He stood up, and offered her a hand up, before heading to the still going strong celebration, though by his hometowns standards it was rather tame, as nothing had been set on fire yet, let alone a river.