Two days had passed.
Our progress… was non-existent.
We still hadn't moved from our campsite at all.
Kang had scouted the surroundings and mapped out the area, but aside from that, no one had done much of anything.
Michael was still strategizing — which, in practice, meant standing on a rock and staring dramatically into the horizon like some mythic hero about to embark on a dangerous quest for survival.
Alexia spent most of her time meditating beside the campfire, her cane across her lap, looking so serene it was starting to annoy me.
Juliana had already gone through three of her 'talk to me and I'll stab you' phases. I counted.
Vince tried to teach Ray how to gamble. It ended with Ray losing all his food rations in a single game of cards. As a result, Vince ate well for two days straight.
And me?
I was being calm and composed, acting as the voice of reason within the group.
…Which, as anyone who knows me will tell you, is the most obvious lie I've ever told.
