Huh, so still not there then...
He whispered to himself.
He lowered his head to her answer, shoulders dropping as he faded to his mind. However, he suddenly clapped his hands together snapping himself out of grim. "[color=#666666]What…[/color]" he scratched his own cheek in response to the involuntary body movement he just experienced. However unusual, he did not push it further blaming his subconscious instead. Back at the tower he used to do that a lot when he felt demotivated, it was something Hope thought him to do. The purpose was to learn to focus on the now rather than dwelling on things one could not control. So-sorry about that
he stuttered and forced a smile to move past the weird.
Anyway, it should be fine. Two days isn’t all that far.
He got off from the table and walked over to his staff, bending to his knees to get it. Of course, using the same staff, he pushed it against the ground helping him rise from the floor. Standing hurt, but he smiled through it; was this determination or stupidity? He didn't care; he just wanted to sleep. A wish best served at a home, which he lacked.
