"I was planning on leaving at first light."

He sits back, watching Cyril thoughtfully, brow creased- concern filtering through. He can see the exhaustion hanging on the other elf. It's almost palpable. It only cements his fears, of what Cyril has been doing to earn them extra coin. It makes him feel sick to his stomach.

"But I think you would benefit from a little extra sleep tonight. You're exhausted."