-Black Opal-
-Nether Regions-
"Did you sleep?" Reqiel asked as he approached, yawning behind a hand.
"A little," Andras admitted, although he had slept the entire night and well into the morning. It was difficult to tell the time of day in the temperate darkness of the Nether Regions but he could feel that he had been asleep for a while.
"I have your old clothes," He admitted with a mouth full of pebbles, providing the bag out of the darkness.
Reqiel frowned slightly at it like he was checking through rusty memories, his entire face lit up like a lamp when he recognized it. "My adventurer's bag!" He reached out for it, pulling it into a wide-armed hug after Andras dropped it off on the bed.
"Clean up, I'll get you breakfast from the grand hall." Andras said to him, there was a dull pain in his shoulder, like his body physically remembered their separation.