Phoenix Maplewood Peace for a While Longer

Grace was calming down therefore allowing him to be at ease. Esaro wasn't joking when he said scars made her look tough. He got one and he'll never for get it. He decided to try to convince that he meant it. "The scar on my right shoulder was a wound that really hurt when I got it. I imagine you had to go through that several times. If you weren't tough then I wouldn't know how you managed to stay sane." That was the truth. Pain wasn't something he enjoyed and he definitely knew how it felt. Grace was covered in scars. Just with that meant she was much tougher than he was. But she did need a break from all that.

Now that he could relax he was starting to feel tired and ready to nap. "I'm sure it's much more complex than that though. I guess we will figure it out one day." He stretched his hind legs out in attempt to get comfortable. "I think a little nap wouldn't hurt. What do you think?" Before trying to sleep he was wondering if Grace had other plans. There was still light out there which meant there was still time to do something useful. Getting comfortable made him to lazy to go back out there.