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Destin yawns, stretching as he sits up on Aya's cot. His side ached, but not as bad as it did the day before. He looks around her tent with a contented sigh. [i]It's so perfect in here...[/i] He thinks, before jumping off the cot. He looks around before shifting and running a hand through his hair. He looks down at his side and grimaces, seeing the bruises from hitting the rock. It didn't look too serious, but still looked ugly.
He walks back towards the herb and medicine stores to peek at what all she had collected. He smiles a bit at her organization as he searches for some ginseng and lavender. Smiling as he finds it, he pulls out a few leaves before chewing them. He ignores the bitterness as he walks around her tent, taking in her various personal items laying around. He kept his hands behind his back, trying to avoid any temptaiton to touch her things.