Aether exhaled, watching as steam came out of his mouth. He wondered how the others saw it from the outside, how the steam came from the darkness of his hood. Was it funny? Maybe he could fit in slightly if he made them laugh, since he was getting a bit tired of just always standing alone.
It's been two days since they started walking through the mountains, and they still had a long way to go. When it came to food, they had managed it quite well, not using that much. He had to say he was impressed. It just went to show how smart Keres was to distribute food perfectly to so many people.
'I've said it many times now, and I will say it again: he's a true leader, natural-born. It's the thing he was meant to do.'
So far, no one has died, and really, there hasn't been a reason for one to die; he didn't know what to think about it; it was quite strange. After all, this route was meant to be dangerous, and yet, there hasn't been anything that scary.
