His watch's alarm was silenced on the second beep, his eyes open and scanning the surroundings, sweat on his forehead. He forced himself to breath deeply, before standing up, and picking up the campsite, apparently unfazed by the low lighting from the campfire. It took all of five minutes to get the campsite put up, and he stretched slowly, staring into the darkness and waiting for his eyes to adjust, the campfire already extinguished. A few minutes after that, he was moving, faster than before, but she should be able to keep up unless she was completely out of shape. He used his ears more than his eyes to ensure they weren't ambushed, but kept glancing up through breaks in the treetops, seeing if the sky was different from the one he remembered.