The village was now silent. It had been for serval hours now. Although the night was still young, there wasn't a sound insight. This troubled Emil who was now on watch duty. He leaned on the porch of the house he was staying in with a lollipop stick firmly placed in his mouth. He had already eaten the lollipop and now just had the stick for show. Flipping it around his hand, he sighed, scouting the village, hearing or seeing nothing of note. The door behind him closed as Percy stepped out, rubbing his eyes. "Need a hand?"
"Yeah, you can take over while I go to bed."
"That isn't what I mean. Can't be fun doing this all on your own."
"You can say that again."
"Anything happening?"
"Well apart from one drunk villager and a deer in the forest nothing to report. I don't like this. It's too quiet."
"Quiet is good right?"