Lion Head Mesa Chinese food makes me sick

With the chaos amidst the palace, everyone was on edge. Even Sanguinex, which was a new thing for him.

Most days, he spent wandering the many corridors. And if he wasn't inside, he was outside, watching just about anything that moved.

But when doing another round through the hall, he noticed one of the younger mazoi. They continuously faltered, seemingly exhausted. Sanguinex was tempted to walk right on by, but knew better. Could he blame the kid for needing a little sleep?

Lumbering close, he tipped his muzzle toward Atreus. Go sleep. I'll relieve you for a few hours. His tone suggested this to be far from an question, for it was not an offer he would make twice. The kid could accept it now, or wish he had taken it later while falling over his own paws in exhaustion.