Envy peered at him for a few seconds further before he left this head fall to the bed again. He was exhausted. 

“I won't tell you anything you don’t need to know, Assassin.” He offered softly. Even Envy didn't want to think about it, but he knew, despite trying to unsee it. 

Instead, he tried to imagine this... shadow Taris spoke of. The idea of it seemed helpful, but the tone in the Shadow Elf's voice... Envy could tell it wasn't something he was entirely willing to do. Only that, for Aera, he would. “It may not be necessary, Taris, don't get ahead of yourself. Theres a chance we can do this without.” Shakily, he sighed. “Taris, what you need is to keep your head. They're going to try their hardest to piss you off. Make you lose your sure footing. If you do, they'll win. They feed off of anger.” Nauseous, he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the curiosity of how they were going to get to Aera. “For her sake, Assassin... Taris. Keep a level head.”

The Shadow Elf didn't respond. Envy, unwilling to uncover his eyes and look, assumed the elf was sleeping. A good idea. Envy relaxed and quickly fell into a feverish sleep. 

What seemed like days later, Envy woke. His fever had broken, and he felt normal, despite being thirsty enough to drink a lake. He sat up and flinched, the stab wound on his ribcage still tender. With a breathe, he stretched, testing his aching limbs. 
Taris was still asleep, but was finally wearing clothes again. He must have woken and dressed at some point. On quiet feet, Envy left him to his slumber, seeking Paget. When he walked out into the training room, Hadhen had the younger children running through routine. The blond boy turned and grinned. “You're awake.”
“So it would seem.” Envy replied. His red eyes scanned the children. “We need to talk.”
Hadhen shook his head. “No need. We're going.”
The elf looked back at him. “Are you now?”

The young man crossed his arms and planted his feet. “We over heard you two. You're going after those ...” He paused, remembering Envy was one of them. “We want in.”
“Who is we?”
“Me and Russel. Cainne wanted to go, but we knew you'd shoot her down.” Envy said nothing. “Aera is our friend, and Arauka was one of us. Permission or not, we're going to follow.”
The elf shrugged. “That depends on the Shadow Elf, Hadhen. He may need to take us with his shadow walking. I don't know how many he can drag through.”
Visibly, Hadhen was disappointed. Envy patted his shoulder. “Don't lose hope yet, Hay. Work on the kids. I have something to take care of.”

He went into his chamber and pulled out one of the stones in the wall, revealing a hidden hole. Inside were a few trinkets he'd brought from his home. Their home, more like. This was his home. He stared, wondering which one to use to get him and Taris back.