"I would be glad to converse with you, Derrix. I rarely have a chance to speak about such things. Most I try to bring it up with believe me to be an evangelist." Vaeri leaned back and watched the meat cook. As great as the food smelled, it did not serve to make Vaeri feel famished, but made the cave feel cozy and inviting. She had guessed she wouldn't feel tired until dusk, but the bitter cold of the rain made one feel weary down to her bones. As she watched the meat cook, she found it harder and harder to keep her eyes open. Vaeri never got the chance to tell Sana that she had clothes that could use hanging, because by the time the gypsy asked, she was already lying out on the ground, unconscious and breathing softly.