Callie had woken me sometime around dawn. To my horror I had somehow ended up laying on top of Ent with his arms wrapped around me. There was a blush on Callie's cheeks as she pointedly looked away. Like she was one to talk laying in Mat's lap last night.
I picked up one of the water bottles I took out of my bag last night and used it to splash some fresh water on my face and stared out over the vast forest outside of this small safe place we had made our own. Maybe this place was the dungeon's apology or something. Not that I believed that for a second.
I pulled out some more food provisions and a cooking set. Callie peeled the vegetables silently beside me as we prepared soup for breakfast. Since we had two guys with us that was the only thing I could think of to make that wouldn't disappear instantly. It definitely wasn't because I read about it in an adventure novel.
