07-22-2008, 12:27 PM
He did not have much to bring, just a few old things that he carried in a backpack slung over his shoulders. Maps, a book or two, and a picture of Devlin. He had taken his mate's things after they'd cut the rope and let him fall into he sea. Some of them had been things that Zephyr had given him, stuff that he didn't want anyone else to get their hands on.
Zeph looked to Laurent, having heard the whispered question. He'd been wondering it himself. He did not have any real need for shelter, but it would be nice to sleep inside again, with a roof over his head. He listened to Laurel's words, red eyes sweeping around the area, looking for what he mentioned. It would still be a ways away, probably, but he was interested in seeing it either way.
Zeph looked to Laurent, having heard the whispered question. He'd been wondering it himself. He did not have any real need for shelter, but it would be nice to sleep inside again, with a roof over his head. He listened to Laurel's words, red eyes sweeping around the area, looking for what he mentioned. It would still be a ways away, probably, but he was interested in seeing it either way.