"Fine. Fine. If it matters so much to you -" He takes a step forward, and the strain of the taut chain lessens. "- I will go back to wandering the city."

He continues walking forward, slightly annoyed. "Apologies, but I'll make no such promise. I can do whatever I like with myself."

"It is physically impossible for anything to torture me more than the torture I already endure. Stop calling it self-torture, it's just something to do."

Kastimund sighs, again.

"Then I'll refrain from straining pointlessly at my leash where you can witness it. Happy?"

"No, I suppose I wasn't expecting you to be."

Riale is up early in the morning.

"Good morning," yawns Ranelin, sitting up from her tiny nest made from a single blanket.

Saerith's floating in the corner, organizing papers and writing in notes. When Riale wakes up, he gets a smile and a wave.

"Good morning," he says to both of them, reaching for the book so he can make breakfast. While he eats, he puts everything in the room into the book. Blankets, pillows, chairs, lamps, the bed, page after perfect page.

"Is Saerith here?"

Saerith blows a tiny gust of wind at Ranelin.

"Good morning to you, too, then!"

Saerith smiles, and then starts packing up the papers into a tidy (and very large) book.

Aw.

"I should go turn in my room key, and then see how much of Highpoint I can stuff into the book on the way back to the swoop."

Nod.

"It might be smart to take quick detours to get really important things in the book. So you don't have to come back later and get them."

"Yeah," says Riale. "I'll check my map, see if anything jumps out at me. Part of the trouble is that I sort of don't know which things are important to get in there..."

Saerith holds up a finger while smiling reassuringly at Riale, before blowing a tiny gust of wind at Ranelin and departing out the nearby window.

"Saerith knows a lot about what you need to get in the book, but needs Kastimund to explain it. It shouldn't take long, he won't be far."

"All right."

He thinks of a few more remembered objects to put in the book while he waits.

Soon enough, Saerith returns.