Jin woke up a bit later, the absence of Korlash's breathing finally breaking through her sleep. She stretched and nearly stabbed herself, as she looked at the dulled dagger that was once hers. Korlash was... gone. She frowned and stood up, rubbing the back of her neck. Where was he, and why did he not wake her? After carefully tucking his swords into her own belt, she exited the hut. She had to find someone friendly enough to talk to her. Now where was that elder?