Weixian woke up the other day, looking at her cup. The evening before, they had spoken about how they were going to proceed from here on out. She had made a point that they couldn't stay too long for the villager's safety.
Shiba had agreed with her plan, knowing how dangerous this individual was. He and Feyra had seen the Caster before, knowing that without Weixian's help, they might have died that day.
She looked around, seeing the cup standing in front of her. She had started sleeping sitting at the table.
"Awake? We already packed everything together. You didn't even put anything anywhere which means we can start," Feyra said, walking over to Weixian. She looked at her and assessed the situation.
