Lied was shaken awake by Patricia.
He opened his eyes, seeing the small bit of sun in the distance. It was sunrise already.
"You're not going to do your dance?" Lied asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"I'm not an idiot," Patricia told him, flicking a finger at his forehead. "I already did it before waking you up."
Lied got out of the carriage and made his way towards the driver's seat. He sat down beside the basket of carrots before yawning once again.
"The horses will make their way to where we want," Patricia told Lied from the passenger seats. "You just gotta make sure to watch out for bandits or monsters."
"Sure, sure," Lied said,
He sat down, the horses already moving. There were a few minutes of pure clopping of horse hooves, along with the distant cries of crows. He laid back in his seat, yawning, his eyes half-opened. He rubbed his eyes before asking, "Patricia, you awake?"
"She's asleep."
