Swims finished his meal about the same time as Veria. He nodded to her and packed away everything he could fit, other than his weapons and armor, into his bag. Swims laid down on the ground next to the fire, using his bag as a pillow. They did not have any proper bedrolls between them, but Swims felt he was probably tough enough to sleep on the ground. After all, they were adventurers; they did not need the comforts of civilization to survive. 

Swims let out a yawn as he looked over to Veria. "Goodnight." He said, though with how excited he was about the next day, it would probably take a while for him to get to sleep.