"Then... let's... go..." he scratched out sounding it out. He waited for Alina to get it before standing up. He was shaky at first, but Atrius got his feet beneath him and was already feeling better. When he got home where his soft bed and food waited he could get some real rest. Then he could figure out what to do about this mysterious girl from under the earth. Why had she been there? What was her plan? He did not know, he supposed he might never know. Atrius stepped out from under the tree and took her hand helping her out.<br/><br/>He kept his grip on her gently bidding her to follow him. They walked carefully cutting a trail through the woods. He pondered the girl and what she meant. Everyone at the monastery had been terrified of her. They had been so terrified that they, normally peaceful, were willing to kill her. Atrius saw that it was just starting to get dark, the blue of the sky (where it could be seen) was becoming a darker, more azure color.<br/><br/>"It's not far now, Alina..." he said out of habit. The trees were thick and green and soon they would be coming up on his modest home. It was little more than a one-room cabin with a small root cellar on the eastern side of the house. It was at least built upon a foundation of somewhat level rocks, that mean his floor was better than wood or dust. He also had a fireplace on the western side. It would be just through this next thicket and down the berm. He hoped it was still there, who knew what the gods would deign to do to him. They weren't being kind and forthcoming so far.