Asher slept like a log. For hours he practically snored. Then he woke up, groaning and hissing with discomfort as his injuries stung and his stiff muscles complained. He would never travel again after this. It was an oath he intended to keep. For sure. Not like last time.

He slowly inched his way free of the tent, stumbling over to the fire. "Sorry about the wait. Why didn't you wake me?"

He sat down at the fire with her, looking into the flames the same as her. He received no response."Johanna?" he tried again, looking at her rather than the fire.

She looked as if something had happened to her in the time he had been asleep. He had no idea what, but he did know that he wanted to help. "Something on your mind?" He asked.