Saren was unresponsive to Luner's question as he continued mumbling. He began to steadily rock himself back and forth, as tears fell to him there was no one there; he was alone in suffocating darkness. Every night he slept was bad, but being here in the demon land made it so much worse. It was like a knob had been turned up to max, and Saren was barely holding on if at all. Soon a blue flame burned his cheek snapping him back into reality, his eye blinking as he looked up at Luner. The humiliation he felt made him stand quickly, before storming away a bit though didn't leave the camp. His back turned to her as he rubbed his forehead, to his neck before letting his arms relax crossed over his chest.