Despite his apparent briskness in walking from the meeting, Gallus slowed to a stop as Ri'vashi did. "I know the feeling," he said with crossed arms, "Everyone's been rather tense. It's been rubbing off on me." Gallus stepped up beside the tree to face Ri'vashi and raised his brow. "I'll tell you, I don't blame your stress. This attack is high-stakes. It won't be easy." He gave a small smile, "But if anyone can do it, it'll be you."

Gallus paused to consider for a moment, before twisting his mouth and deeming it appropriate. "If you want to relax, I know a few tricks that can settle the body. My mother taught me. It doesn't do much for the mind, though. You have to work that out for yourself most of the time." Gallus looked to one side, "Perhaps let me know if you're next having trouble sleeping."

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Sabine had been finishing her dinner as she sat with Peiter, so she wasn't bothered by the lack of physical attention. However, Peiter's quietness gave her cause for concern. Normally he was the one to initiate and maintain conversations, making up for Sabine's natural quietness. It didn't help that Sabine was also nervous about the upcoming attack. Her eating was more out of routine than appetite this time. It made her eat slowly.

Sabine followed Peiter into their tent as soon as she was finished, determined to help his problem, whatever it was specifically. Sabine sat down behind him and slowly wrapped her arms around his torso, laying her chin on his shoulder and leaning into him. "Are you okay?" she whispered soothingly, "Tell me what is wrong."