After a while, Mira and Jelo were done resting, and Jelo says they should continue this journey to look for the portal. His voice carried a forced optimism, though exhaustion still weighed heavily on him. He pushed himself to his feet, wincing slightly as his muscles protested. The brief rest had helped, but not nearly enough. Still, staying put wasn't an option. They had to keep moving.
Mira stood as well, brushing dust from her clothes. She looked at him, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. The weight of their situation hung between them like a physical thing. But there was nothing to be gained from dwelling on it. They had made their choice to come here, and now they had to deal with the consequences.
So they got up and started walking once again.
