"I didn't expect anything less, princess," Glaran replied tonelessly as he took Elizabeth's arm and turned her about ninety degrees. Without saying anything, he let her lead them back to the fire. On their way there he stopped for a moment to pick up the bedrolls he had dropped in the opening of the smaller cave.<br/><br/>As they returned to the fire, he spread out one of the blankets on the far side of the fire for Elizabeth. His own, he kept rolled up. He picked up his cloak where Elizabeth had left it, offering it to her again. "You should get some sleep." It was clear that he wasn't planning on sleeping himself.