"It can't have been in our heads then. Was anyone crying last night?" Fendros asked everyone awake. There was no response. Tzirret didn't even make eye contact. Fendros shrugged, "This jungle must be haunted."

"Good morning," Sabine said to everyone as she sat down with her breakfast. There was a smattering of responses in kind. There were a couple of things she noticed about Tzirret that morning, so she turned to talk to him. "Are you okay, Tzirret? I doubt there are any ghosts here. Fendros was joking."

"What?" Tzirret looked up at Sabine with surprise, realising he probably should have given more of a reaction to cover himself. He would normally be upset by the suggestion that the jungle was haunted, after all. "Oh, this one knows Fendros was joking. I did not hear any crying in the night like they did."

"Was there crying in the night?" Sabine asked everyone curiously.

Tzirret closed his eyes and quietly groaned. He felt like an idiot.