"Never let it be said I can't please an audience." Rysha's lips curve in a tight smile even as she draws a step close to Mei, a slight blush on her cheeks. "Lead us on, Ahroun. I, for one, would fight a behemoth for a bath and a warm bed."

"I think we just did," Mei points out with a smile.

She tugs on Callum to make sure he's coming too before going along with the others.

Callum nods his expression hidden by the wrap around his face and head. "I still think this is a bad idea," he says as he follows Mei toward wherever Peleps is leading them. Sun's grace that this is nothing more than my own paranoia.