[The following takes place immediately after the long rest in the warehouse between the end of Episode 8 and the beginning of Episode 9]
Nox sat quietly during his watch, everyone fast asleep. One of the problems of being an Elf is that while you don’t need as much time to sleep as other races, you have more time to think, trapped in your own head. He had been thinking of the people who had glared at him, shocked because of his race. He had wondered why everyone hated the Elves if they were the ones who sacrificed themselves to stop the spread of darkness. He had wondered why he was born on Sarthorak, and how he was separated from his own kind – wondering if all his hindrances were caused by the hand of humans, and the other races. Most of all, he can’t stop thinking about what he saw earlier; the false Jacks being dipped in gold and the announcement that he was now branded a criminal and could share that same, brutal fate. His eyes cold, staring blankly lost in thought into the dark warehouse. The noise of light shuffling caught his attention, out of the corner of his eye he could see one of the sleeping shadows get up and move towards him- he quietly took a deep breath, realizing that his time alone was likely coming to an end.
Sefris opens her eyes and doesn’t quite understand where she is. There is… a ceiling above her. Oh, right. She stretches, quietly, and yawns. She has been sleeping in caves for so long, the sight of four walls around her, bare and dusty as they may be, is quite comforting. Welcome back to civilization, Astronomer. She reaches for her backpack and blindly feels around in it until she finds a mug. She also grabs her dagger and checks her reflection in the blade. Her hair is a mess; she will need to cut it shorter soon. The bags under her eyes are mostly hidden by the make-up, but the same can’t be said for her tattoo on the left side of her face. She remembers revealing it to Jacks the night before, and with that memory comes the recollection of the things they have learned just hours earlier. She sighs. She puts the dagger away and empties her waterskin in the mug. Looking around, she notices Nox sitting closer to the entrance, away from the group. She remembers him taking the last watch. Sefris gets up and, careful not to wake up the others, approaches the Elf.