Mayt sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "If we go to get her now, we'll both be tired tomorrow. It's already late." He let himself relax, leaning against the wall. "I plan on going tomorrow, so I don't particularly want to be tired for that." Mayt fidgets with his sword idly, and once his anger leaves him he's just tired. "And if... Melina wants Mithera back, then she'll just have to wait a few more days for her."