Feeling exhausted, I decided to take a seat on the cave floor - even if I was away from both parties of my companions. I was used to being alone...in singularity I found familiarity, and eventually comfort. It's what I knew and how I lived. No reason but my goals and no noise but my own thoughts.
I began to question my own actions towards my fellow adventurers back in the entrance, but soon put it from my mind. Surely I had a good reason for what I said (which is not clear to me, being in the tired state I'm in), so I refused to dwell on the thought and - instead - just shut my eyes.
Soon enough the warlock will come down this hall - and that's when I'll decide to get back up and venture forth. But for now...I'll rest.
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