The morning was rather slow.  Really.  After a bit of practice the night before she went right to bed and woke up for her shift of night watch which also happened to be last one.  Augusta was awake when the loud crack of thunder sounded through the air.  Oddly, it was somewhat refreshing.  Perhaps amongst everything here that seemed so surreal, thunder and lightning was a nostalgic sound.  Well, it was nostalgic until... Well, the storm there... Across the plain. It was unnatural.  Still, something about it seemed... Telling.  Interesting?  "Hmm.  What do you think Octavia?  Seems interesting, doesn't it?"

Hmm, well, the others seemed awake now.  Good. It meant that they could get a move on early.  The elf went about feeding herself and hydrating herself, following Donovan's example.  She watched Donovan after eating, keeping the words Isidore told her in mind the whole while.  His religious fervor was... Distasteful.  She was truly starting to wonder if his religion would be a pain in her side.  Then, the holy man started speaking of their course.  At first, he made some sense.  If there was a storm, perhaps they needed to gather some supplies first.  It was cold.  "Hmmm.  Fair points."

Then, he made a suggestion that Augusta was not a fan of.  Destroying the seed.  "No, we cannot damage that.  First, I wish to know it's nature through study.  How can one fight a force one has no understanding of?"  She had to ask.  Of course, she had no plans for this to cause harm.  At least, not outside a controlled environment.  Nor did she particular care to learn the weaknesses of such a thing.  Rather, she wondered if there was a use that she might be able to control this.  Either way, she did technically promise an giant almost eldritch being that they would take care of this, and she for one was not going to irritate an eldritch being.  Perhaps she should mention it...  "And besides, should you 'purify' it, who knows what backlash that might have on us."

Still, she really didn't think she wanted to stay with Donovan.  If he felt that way about the seed, perhaps he'd do the same to Octavia.  No, if Donovan was heading north, perhaps she should take her demon dog and head the opposite direction.  "No, rather, I believe I should say... I'm heading south still even if it's just with Octavia.  There doesn't seem to be rain there so it should be mostly fine.  I won't let the cold dissuade me.  The lightning feels like a sign to me.  Plus, I'm interested in non-human races as well."