Seiji was seething for a few days after some conversation he had with one of the other clan members. No one knew exactly why, except for Dongwu and maybe Jiayu. But it made everyone want to stay back, unsure of how they could approach him. They knew not to mess with Seiji when he was angry.
One evening, Seiji and Jiayu was sitting by a campfire, blankets over their shoulders, while Dongwu and Jay stood by the edge of the trees to take watch. The rest of their group had already fallen asleep. Seiji sighed and looked up at Jiayu.
"What's wrong?" Jiayu asked, picking up a skewer and putting marshmallows on it. He and Dongwu had apparently decided they wanted smores sometime during the trip, so they had packed the skewer, graham crackers, a billion Hersheys bars, a a bag of marshmallows.
"I don't want to talk about it," Seiji said, staring at the fire again.
