The PYRE Team

The Pikachu's blink and nod to the Nidorino. Proper night vision was certainly not their thing and this area was much too open for it to be a decent nights shelter. Traveling in the dark didn't sound much better when the terrain and dangers were unknown. A small shiver runs through Sear's spine at the thought of those lurking out there, waiting for them to walk by. If would be so much easier if she could just remember the dangers out their and how to deal with them. But Im not that lucky now, am I? Turning her head and body in the direction they are to set off the fabric feeling on her neck works its way into her thoughts. That bow was another thing she could not remember and it was darn puzzling. Had she had friends? Had she been owned and.. loved?

Shaking off the thought she pads forward comfortably on four paws, falling in line just behind the neck-like portion for the snake. With a hard flick of her tail Sear realizes that even though she had given her name out nether of the purple Pokemon had returned the gesture. Pokemon these days. Glancing behind herself Sear can see Arrow walking with firm steps. His head is held high and proud, eyes glistening with determination as though he has gone down this path every day of his life. In reality he had never been outside of Orre other then when he was a small child. With a large yawn Arrow shakes his head a bit, the tattered end of his scarf breaking note as it slides on the ground. Maybe it would be better if he found a different way to wear it.

Ignoring the scarf Arrow can feel his mind starting to wander. The day was definitely not young and after the small burst of adrenaline nether was his energy. This 'Safari Zone' place better be closer rather then further. Blinking slowly, rapid movement catches the attention of his lazy eyes. With a quick hop and a bounce Sear had launched herself onto a tree trunk and was shimmying her way up into the high branches like it was nothing. With a soft grunt Arrow cant help but be a bit jealous. He had never really liked being up in the trees, especially after the accident, but Sear always seemed so at home. Forget mice, that girl was a spider Mankey.

Hopping between the branches the female Pikachu feels tingles in her pelt as the wind brushes lightly through her fur. This was it. This had to be the place that he species belonged; the treetops. Flapping her ears with each leap the electric type believes ever more that she is part flying type. It only made sense. Why else would she love the trees so much and have wings? Her faded eyes catch sight of something in the distance, though just how far is a mystery to her. It looked like a building of sorts, the first she had seen in a good while. Stopping for just a moment she calls down to the others, "Do you think we will get there before it gets too dark?"

Pierce nodded to the others, then set on his path north. He knew the general location of the Safari Zone, but had never taken this way before. Normally, he and his trainer would have come west, from Lilycove. It couldn't be that hard to find, however. It was the only building in the general vicinity, and he doubted they would walk past it. Being back on relatively familiar ground, however, made him think back. Memories he had tried to surpress after he was Released. He didn't like thinking of those times anymore, since he knew there was no way he could go back to them. Forcing his thoughts to change, he thought about the Safari Zone itself.

He had never been inside, of course. He was always left at the front gate. He heard stories though. Wild pokemon roam the inside, stations for pokeblocks and other treats. A place like that must have some sort of storage unit. Somewhere they might find food. With a sidelong glance at the snakes, he thought again. Somewhere they might find food that wasn't still alive. The Pikachu overhead, roaming the trees nimbly, called down, asking a question Pierce had difficulty answering. The sun was already beginning to sink behind the trees. They couldn't be too far away now, though... "Yes." He said, not bothering to stop. "We should make it in time." He hoped.

Discounting the Pikachu up the tree the masculine head of the two stops entirely, causing his sister to slide to a halt beside him.
The angular head turns, nostrils flaring as it triangulates. There is a flicker of heat signature up ahead. Food possibly.
The Arbok immediately shifts its posture, changing from a casual upright slither to a lower down more stealthy slide. By rights he was usually an ambush predator, skilled in finding a place where prey frequented and waiting for them to some to him but Yuuku was irritated still by the arrogant little mice. He needed a good tumble and a satisfying kill to soothe his injured pride.
His forked tongue, shorter and less sensitive than his sister's, flickers out to taste the air.
“There." He hisses softly to his sister, pointing his head in the direction of the smell. Hopefully the purple rabbit was right and the place they needed to go wasn't far away, after a good meal he didn't feel like moving much.

Noticing her brother had indeed picked up a scent the feminine head flickers her tongue in that direction also, more accurately identifying the thing than he brother could. Still new to the flurry of outside scents Yuurei is confused. What was that smell? It was unfamiliar to them both but it had a heat signature and that meant it was alive juicy sweet meat...
Yuurei is hungry too.
"Eat?" She asks her brother, wondering if he considers it worth travelling the distance off the path to attack it.
Almost guiltily she turns to the purple rabbit who has not stopped walking. They were supposed to get to a safe place before nasty cold dark night came.
It wasn't far away right?
But this scent...
"Something over there?" She hisses to Pierce, pointing with her head while her brother glares angrily at them for giving away their prey.

Sear must stifle a yawn with a hard flick of her tail. It wasn't that she was tired but more that after traveling most the day traveling further, now with a group, simply sounded exhausting. Running one paw over her ear and across the face the Pikachu wants nothing more then to curl up on the tree branch she rests on and sleep. Screw going all the way to some shelter its nice here.. Moving nimbly into the next tree she knows that will not happen. They had a set destination and that is where they would stop! The snake seemed to have another idea, "Something over there?" One of the heads asked.

She peered hard through the treetops but could not see a thing. It might of been because she didn't really care to find out what it had noticed or because the leaves were too thick but the Mouse Pokemon was not worried. They wouldn't stop of this nonsense, they couldn't!
Arrow stood tall on his hind paws but still had no idea where the thing the Arbok was talking about was. There was an odd feeling of presence nearby but he ignored it as the others weren't panicked. If they wanted food so bad why couldn't they wait until they were at the Safari Zone? There was bound to be some sort of food in a place made by humans. They always had sustenance stored away, usually too much for themselves the greedy creatures. His own stomach felt tight and empty, the half an oran berry he had had earlier did little to satisfy him and thinking of food only made the hunger pangs worse.

Relaxing his legs down a tiny bit until his stubby tail can again rest on the ground the Pikachu turns to the purple Pokemon on his side. "We stoppin' or something?" He asks quietly, unsure of what to do. By the look of the group only the snake would want to hunt. The Nidorino could want prey but he seemed too calm for that. Arrow's green eyes catch the waning sunlight and wonder how much they will waste by sitting here waiting on fresh-kill. Too much if we're stuck in the dark for even a moment! One ear flicks at the thought of being unable to see while the undead lurked.

The sparradic behavior of the Arboks had Pierce on edge. They had changed slightly, minuscule, but enough that he noticed. They had probably seen something, or smelled something. That something had him worried. If they ran into a fight now, they wouldn't make it to the Safari Zone before night, reducing their odds of survival significantly. He didn't plan on being caught out here at night, with the kind of monsters he had already seen running around. His body ached at the memory of all the fighting he had done in the past day. Finally, the snakes pointed out what they saw. Something was in the direction perpendicular to their path. Away from the Safari Zone.

He didn't have to think at all. "Leave it." He said, almost too quickly. They couldn't afford to fight or hunt here, it was too risky. Besides... He thought bitterly, if it's an undead, it'll follow us anyway. Better there than here. They had to make it to shelter before nightfall. If they were caught outside, they'd be sitting ducks. The bushes nearby rustled softly, causing Pierce to jump. He suddenly remembered some of the stories his trainer had told him of the Safari Zone. Wild, rare pokemon that weren't found anywhere else. Powerful pokemon. A line of sweat formed behind his ear, and he began to quicken his pace. "We better hurry on." He said, trying to prod the others forward without showing too much fear. He really wanted to avoid a fight.

"Leave it." Feeling relieved that they wouldn't have to stop Arrow drops back to four paws. It was odd, he was strangely comfortable in this group already. So far they had tried to eat him and made him have to walk to some random place yet it was pleasant to finally be part of a team once more. Even if the only team he had ever known was a two man crew. Maybe I could get used to this. Casting a glance to the treetops he hopes Sear can feel the same. She always seemed troubled when it was just the two of them, like something was nagging at her that only others could satisfy. Other Pokemon brought the life back to her restless spirit that he just could not.

With each step Sear can feel the ways of her people returning to her. I can not let my culture die! If Pikachu were rare in this Safari place, then maybe other rare Pokemon were there as well. Really rare Pokemon. Ones like herself. What if it was her place of origin? My birth place.. A place to call 'home', something the Pikachu has no recollection of. "We better hurry on." Picking up the pace the Pikachu wants to get there now! forget food and shelter, a chance to know more about herself would mean the world to her.
But after so many leaps and hops Sear feels tiredness tugging at her paws. Exhaustion after a long day, it wouldn't be bad to act like her cousin species for a bit. Picking her way down to ground level she falls in next to Arrow. "I saw it," She says with light in her voice, "The building. Its so close, even down here I bet we can see it once we round that big tree over!"

Feeling a bit bored by the walk Arrow decides to thrown in his own bit of conversation. It would only last for a second but that was better then nothing, right? Looking to the Nidorino he smiles, hoping it didn't seem creepy as he paired it with his question. Or, it was more of a statement. "You never told us your names."

“Yuuku." "Yuurei."
The two head hiss in near unison as Yuuku blinks in confusion. Where has the purple rabbit gone? Immediatly writing it off as overall unimportant the Arbok turns his head to the indicated direction.
A building.
That meant a warm cage to sleep in and safe walls and maybe food.
Yuuku didn't like the dark or the cold and right now both were loooming. Fine, he would forget the interesting maybe-food scent for now. However after they reached the building he would kill it and eat it. The masculine head nods to himself in satisfaction, curling the upper portion of his body larger as he now takes the lead.
Yes, now he was in charge here. Being in front goes some way to soothing his ego and make him feel more dominant in their body.
Instinctively tracking the movement of the bright furred mouse from the trees Yuuku turns to the one with the fluttering wing like things in her ears.
“Did you see food there?" He asks with a hiss, his mind as always on one thing only.

Yuurei's forked tongue flickers out and tastes the air.
"Purple rabbit?" She asks aloud but recieves no reply and shrugs. Perhaps he simply went ahead, the little mouse said it wasn't too far away from the building.
Again she catches the strange food-but-not-food scent her brother had been talking about.
What is making that smell?
Whatever it was it had a heat signature and said signature was moving in the same direction they were. Cage-raised Yuurei has no idea what a 'safari zone' was but apparently there would be food there. Was this food that had gotten out? Then why was it moving the same as as them?
Softly hissing her displeasure to her brother the finges of Yuurei's hood twitch.

The male Pikachu smiled, showing his small white teeth to the snake as it finally gave its names to him. He turned to the Nidorino only to find he wasn't there anymore. "Huh.." He said mostly to himself. "Purple rabbit?" One head questioned. Did this guy not even have a name? He grunted. Getting answers around these parts was more work then it was worth it seemed. "Maybe he went on ahead. He was the one who said he didn't want to be trapped in the dark." The female points out while moving a few steps in front of the others. The sooner they got there the better it seemed. Arrows long ears give a twitch as he listens to the distant caw of a bird, a large one by the sound of it. Shifting his eyes to Sear he can see the rigidness to her step. I know you hate birds.. They always seemed to bring her discomfort, even with a type advantage.

He takes in a deep breath of an inward sigh. Guess some would still think us a meal. There was still so much he didn't know about the other Pikachu. She refused to open up to him. Hell half the time she didn't want to speak to him at all. Any information he managed to get, and pay attention enough to remember, was hard fought. Then the other half of the time she seemed almost grateful to have him around. Like, did she want him around or not? Why did girls always have to be such a pain? Well.. no bird was going to get his girl, that was for sure! He gave the snake pair a hard side glance. Birds weren't the only ones trying to make a meal of the small electric types. Hopefully the Arbok, Yuuku and Yuurei was it, wouldn't get any wise ideas.

Giving his pelt a shake to fluff it up against a cold Arrow bounds forward to fall in step with Sear. She had tiredness shining in her pale eyes and the smooth malechu could only think to comfort her in his own way. A quick shift sideways and he pressed his side into hers, their yellow fur mingling. Instantly Sear felt her nerves pick and skin crawl. "IDIOT!" She spits letting her Thundershock free over her pelt and into the other Pikachus. The electricity stings unpleasantly in his pelt until he must break away. "Dammit Sear," He winces, trying to shake the sparks that still shot through his pelt, "I was only trying to help." She only growled with cheeks crackling. "There is nothing helpful about that!" Quickly she took off into the trees, scurrying up to the top without much effort.
With a loud groan the male gets back to his feet and shakes his head to clear it. Damn girl was sassy but thats what he liked about her. Too bad being in public didn't bother her at all. "What are you looking at?" He spits at the snakes, only seeing them through the corner of his eye. For all he knew they could be looking the opposite direction. But Im not lucky enough for that. He sighs and marches forward, "Come on, we're almost there."

The masculine head of the Arbok hisses at the Pikachu's accusation, the strange scent on the wind maing him uneasy. Even with the power of the spark stick keeping him from eating the tasty little mice he disliked the fact that he was being accused by them.
As an involutary reflex, a sign of his irritation, his hood is starting to unfold to display its intimidating pattern. Even if he was unsure what the smell was it was putting him on edge and the bickering of the mice wasn't helping to soothe his temper.
Brusquely pushing forwards the arbok makes it clear that if they don't stop squabbling and concentrate on walking he too will leave them behind.
Tiny drops of transluscent purple venom are starting to form on the tips of his sharp fangs.
Moving their bisected body through the grass yuuku blinks milky white eyelids as they at last round the bend and the building is visible ahead. Like all human made things it was square, squat and lifeless, little more than a door into the area beyond.
Yuuku's tongue flickers out eagerly. Beyond was scents he recognized and the ever present stink of grass and water. There would be a good place to hunt.
“Hurry up!" He hisses, both to his other head and the two yellow mice as he slithers towards it.
For a few moments he forgets the strange scent altogether.

Yuurei's forked tongue flickers out once more, analyzing the strange smell that seems to be following them. What was it and why was it doing that?
The strange pair had been well versed in battle, both of them made little differentiation between predator and prey when it came to battle. Even a worthy opponent would be poisioned, throttled and eaten after all. Nevertheless Yuurei finds her hood spreading as well, ready to intimidate a dangerous opponent with its wide face-like pattern.
Whatever it was, even though it was currently keeping its distance, was something they would have to kill.
The feminine head of the Arbok shares her brother's enthusiasm once they round the bend towards the squat lump of a human building. Though she felt nothing for the death of her trainer she did miss the comforting warmth of heat lamps that had been in their cell. Even her excitement with the myriad of new scents she is picking up doesn't override her desire for a nice warm place to bask.
Slithering forwards swiftly she lowers hear head to make their body more streamlined, eagerly lapping at the air with her tongue.
Yes, this would be a good place to rest.
"Hurry up!" She hisses too to the electric mice, her voice almost synchronizing with that of her brother.

Fur fluffed up in anger the female Pikachu leaped between the branches with irritation fueling her movement. He always tried to embarrass her, the useless oaf! One of these days he was going to get what was coming to him. Let it be by her or someone else he would have to learn some manners. Her cheeks still crackled with sparks and heart beat fast. The building was easily visible to her as the trees were getting further apart, quickly becoming too hard for her to jump across from. Leaping down and landing squat on four paws Sear keeps her eyes away from Arrow and pinned on the building. Only the now missing member of their group seemed to know anything about it. But the others could be there. She wasn't about to change course just because he wasn't with them.

Arrow detested being told to hurry. Purposefully he propped himself up on to hind legs knowing that he went slower this way to stayed balanced. He used to be the hot shot lead. The only member of his rangers team and the only one she would ever need. She could reply on him and if she captured other Pokemon for assistance he would be the one to instruct them without question. No matter the species or how much bigger then him they were he was always the lead and was never challenged. Who would think to challenge a rangers partner? Now it seemed that he was fighting for dignity at every turn. No one respected him not even his girl! Sighing dramatically loud he throws his paws to his face. This was not for him, he was supposed to be on top!

Tugging on the string around his neck Arrow pulls the Light Ball from beneath his scarf. It dully glowed in his paw with a yellow light from within. It had been with him so long now he could no longer remember where he had gotten it from. His ranger had made it a necklace for him though, making it a symbol of her instead of its proper origin. The blue scarf around his neck blows with a cold breeze. She had given that to him too.. He had been her number one and losing that rank was not part of Arrow's plans. He would continue to be great and make her proud! No matter where she was now.

Sear stood on the tips of her toes, ears quivering for any noises inside the building that could possibly be dangerous. The structure loomed before them and smelled musty. Why would the others be somewhere like this? The pointy purple guy had said Pikachu's were rare here, but still lived about, so there had to be more to it then this nasty thing. I thought a zone was a part of something.. Maybe they would find more if they explored the insides. No duh we need to explore it. That was the whole point of coming here; to find supplies and be out of the open. Exhaustion was starting to mess with her head. She needed to relax before it became too much.

Eagerly Yuuku plunges into the human building, such a large and powerful male as he had nothing to fear from the dusty dark room. His jaws open wide he hisses intimidatingly into the gloom. Windows that once lined the upper walls had turned grey from accumulated grime, blocking out some of the evening light that streamed through them. The electric lights that had once lit this place are dead.
Yuuku's tongue flickers out and he makes a face. This place smelled the same as the storeroom where they had gotten their items tangled up in their scarfs which were equally acquired by accident. Pushing more firmly inside he sees a long counter, a dusty floor, some larger rooms but nothing that looks particularly threatening or edible.
In irritation he flares out his hood once before lowering himself down and slithering curiously across the floor.
Everything here was unfamiliar to him. He had been born in a lab, raised in a cage. The purpose of a padded couch was completely alien to him.
On the grounds that it was worth a try he sinks his fangs into one dusty pillow which sinks under his bite and throws it to his sister who promptly begins to tear it apart. Large chunks of yellowy foam filling fly as they disembowell the piece of furniture then slither on in search of something else.
Yuuku, as the dominant male, bites everything to make sure it is not a threat.
It reminds him of the time they first escaped their cage in the chaos of the riots. They had found lots of fun things to do in the human facility and lots of things still in cages for them to eat. Hopefully Yuuku noses around the corners.
“Food?" He asks wistfully.

Yuurei is enjoying herself as much as her brother, ripping anything that could be ripped with her tough jaws in a search for something edible. This place smelled old and dusty but also familiar; it was a place of plastic and concrete and people just like the lab they were born in.
Just like that time when they left the lab the feminine head of the Arbok cheerfully tears in to anything she can find lying around, biting and tearing at things curiously to try and determine their purpose. She pokes her head into corners, softly hissing to her brother to show that she is finding things. Under a counter she finds a cardboard box and remembering what was in the previous one she bites into it and rips open the top with her sharp fangs.
It falls open, bright cubes falling out on the floor.
Curiously Yuurei flickers her tongue over one the same bright purple as her scales. It tastes dry and nice. Swiftly she snaps it up and the little candy does nothing to soothe her hunger but tastes nice.
The arbok nudges her brother who stops looking under the counter and turns to the brightly piled squares. He snaps one up too, this time a bright green one then makes a face of disgust and spits it across the room. The wet pokeblock hits the opposite wall and sticks.
"Purple is best." Yuurei tells him.

With soft steps the female Pikachu looks about the foreign building. If it wasn't obvious by the look the dank smell told her no humans had been here in a very long time. Dust, dirt, and leaves are just some of the debris that litter the floor aside from all of the human things laying about. She turns her feathered ears to a sound only to watch the snaky duo shred a pillow to pieces. Grimacing at the sight Sear turns to investigate what was once a potted plant. The container had been knocked over, soil strewing everywhere, and the plant had long since shriveled and died. She stays silent, staring blanking at the upsetting scene. Thats a real shame. It could of been a big beautiful tree one day if given the chance.

Walking with his chest puffed out Arrow strides about as though he owns the space. Though he looks about and takes in all that is around him nothing is overly interesting or keeps his attention. How boring! At least the Arbok seemed to be enjoying itself, breaking everything in sight. "Well, I don't see the Nidorino in here." He shrugs with little to no concern. It was almost sad, he hadn't known him long enough to care that he disappeared. But I guess it isn't really my problem.. With a pout he moves over to see what the Arboks are muttering on about now.

Sear notes the name 'Nirdorino' into her memory. Thats what the other Pokemon was! Yup, she totally knew that the entire time. Well, at least she would now. Smiling she sniffs at the little squares. A new name was now alluding her memory though they look so darn familiar! Picking up the closest piece, a brown one, Sear bites right into it and is surprised by the sweet taste. "These aren't that bad," She comments, eating a yellow one that she immediately spits out. "Except that one."

Sniffing at the moist Pokeblock Arrow chews it up without problem. The sour taste is invigorating to his pallet. "I don't see whats wrong with it." He only receives a sharp glance as a reply. Fine then. He groans to himself, grabbing another block. "I wonder if there is any water around here?" He asks to no one in particular.

Yuuku snaps his jaws and manages to lick up one of the purple colored blocks on his long forked tongue without touching any of the other ones. The dry tart flavor is strange and probably unpalatable to most pokemon but it reminds the large Arbok of the taste of bones which is pleasing to the large predator.
Thrashing his scaly coils he knocks more of the bright candy cubes over the floor as he searches for more of the purple cubes. His eyesight had never been the best and it is getting harder to see.
It takes Yuuku a while to realize that is because it the sun is setting.
He hisses softly in irritation. They wouldn't have time to explore whatever the bigger place was to find somewhere to nest.
Opening his jaws wide and swallowing a large lump of the candies at once, different flavours mingling and cancelling each other out, the masculine head of the two swallows and turns away from the box of food.
Tugging to let his sibling know he wants to move he slithers back over to the couch and bites into an already torn cushion. Mouth still full of torn fabric and foam he glares back at the two yellow mice.
“Mine."

Hissing at her brother as he moves them away before she can get a good swallow of the strange blocks Yuurei nevertheless goes along with her brother to the torn up couch.
Grabbing the cushions her brother is thoughtfully shredding for her the feminine head of the Arbok picks up the chunks in her jaws and arranges them on the depression left in the center of the wrecked couch.
Keeping the larger and more awkward chunks of foam at the outside she carefully lines the depression with the softer strips of fabric.
Soon a neat little nest is being constructed in the center of the couch.
Bracing their joint body against the now ruined piece of furniture Yuurei shoves it to where the material can absorb some the late afternoon sunlight still streaming through the grimy windows and proudly slithers up and into the pile of foam and fabric bits.
Curling their bissected body around the Arboks curl up to sleep and Yuurei lays her head down cheerfully.
Her eyes flicker back and forth across the room.
"Purple Rabbit?" She asks the gloom.

Keeping away from the yellow cubes, and the green ones after a good sniff, Sear continues to gently eat the blocks. They seem so strange and out of place here but she does not know why. She doesn't even know what they are called. Why, why was everything so hard to think about and remember? Scratching at the back of her head with one hind paw her toes can feel an odd part to her skull. Or at least it seemed odd to her foot but she cant see it so what difference does it make. Blinking tiredness from her eyes the Pikachu eats one more block before turning away from them. She is still hungry yet her appetite is lost. Instead she watches the snakes slither off and claim the entire big pillow for themselves. "Mine." Well, it wasn't a pillow but again no name comes to mind.

The pair had shredded the actual pillows too. With a small sigh she turns away from them, the food, and the other Pikachu without a word. A small feeling of sadness creeps over her but she ignores it as best she can for the tiredness in her body. Padding forward gently on soft paws she checks around the counter for anything that could be comfortable to sleep on. Yawning she sees a small pillow in the nook between the counter and wall. It was the kind that would sit on a chair, why she knew it, it was unclear. Shrugging it off the Pikachu grabbed the corner of the cloth in her teeth, the fabric having a foul taste to it, and slowly climbed to the top of the counter.
From there she could easily see the entire room. It was dark and almost solemn, not at all lifting her mood.. Feathered ears down she curled up on her pillow. It wasn't the softest but after tucking in her paws and wrapping her tail about her yellow body until pleased, it would do just fine.

Arrow swiped his paw across the ground, grabbing many different colors, and chewed up all the blocks at once. Bitter, sour, and hot it was sure a taste sensation! Filling his cheeks he chewed and munched until all the different flavors were too overwhelming and he simply swallowed and started again with only a few blocks. These little things sure were yummy, one of the best things he'd had in a long while. He was so wrapped up in eating he hadn't even noticed the others had left. When he finally did he stopped mid-motion, a paw raised with blocks in tow. Well, it was getting late. Placing the the bits he held in his mouth the male also looked around the counter for somewhere to sleep. He didn't find any cushions but there was a cabinet with open draws.

Climbing up to the top one, using the others as steps, he climbed inside to investigate. There were a few folded shirts on one side, uniforms by the look of it, and the other was empty. Good enough for him. Moving and shifting the shirts about until they were in one large heap with one spread out under him Arrow rested his back against the lump. Folding his arms behind his head and crossing his legs the Pikachu relaxed with a big smile. Yeah, this would do nicely. He takes one last look at the female, noting how adorable she looks, before closing his eyes. He doesn't feel tired though, and instead drifts into his thoughts.