The glare of the sunlight against my eyelids woke me up. I rose with a groan, stretching my limbs as I felt as though I had been squashed under by tons of weights. True enough, I had found that I had been laying on the rocky ground, with only our packs serving as my pillows. That really had to be uncomfortable.
And I dreamt about that time again. It had been a while.
"You completely passed out."
I lifted my eyes, seeing Lira looming over me with her hands on her hips.
"Oh, hi there," I greeted, letting out one last yawn.
"Slept good?" she asked flatly.
I stood up. "Quite well in fact."
"Earlier, you—"
I cut her off, knowing full well what she was about to say. "I'm alive. That's all that matters."
