Wapun Meadow 4am

It's getting late, He comments idly to @Ira, casting a glance toward the darkening sky. His feet are sore from walking all day, and he's eager to get settled for the night — but his suggestion is more for his companion than anything. He could probably keep going for a few hours, and would if not for Ira's current condition; he's eager to be done with this trip, and back with Evergreen. We should find somewhere to sleep.