Mace scratched the back of his neck and looked around, feeling uncomfortable under her praise. "Thanks Cathryn... I should probably go keep watch."
"Really? Because based off of how you act i could have sworn you were a five year old." She shot back but it was weak and laced with exhaustion.
Oliver couldnt sleep. Every noise registered as a threat and his mind was too busy trying to work through his situation to shut down. He missed the feeling of someone close by, having grown used to the sounds of the other people in cages. He got up and slipped out of his tent, looking around cautiously before slipping to jonathan's tent and going inside. He looked across the dark space nervously before breaking the silence. "I cant sleep..."