As Rong Zhi lay unconscious, Chu Yu took a moment to assess their surroundings.
Dusk still pressed down, the obstructing branches and vines making the small space they occupied even darker. She could barely make out anything within a foot's range; beyond that, everything was indistinct.
Rong Zhi had spread some medicinal powder around earlier which could repel snakes and insects, so there was no need to worry about disturbances.
This place was an inward-caving section of the cliff with a relatively flat area below. One could sit on it securely without fearing a fall. Chu Yu reached upwards, her hand only extending halfway before it touched the uneven and cold rock. Exploring left and right, she would hit the rockface as soon as her arm straightened fully.
The cave was gloomy and cramped. Chu Yu cradled Rong Zhi with one arm, ensuring he wouldn't fall, and sat quietly. There wasn't much she could see in the darkness, but surprisingly, her heart remained calm and serene.