I Don't Suppose You Can Heal Trauma?

I had to admit, the room felt a bit smaller than it had always been. To be fair, I was used to being the only person in the room, and now with Vance, Ronan, and this elf woman, things were rather crowded. If I had any intention of sticking around, I would need a bigger place, but as I lay there contemplating my future, it looked like it was time to get going.

Compared to everything that had happened since I first arrived here, a few extra people willing to lend a hand in support wasn't ranked very high on the 'Screw Lucian Over' scale. I could handle a little bit of claustrophobia if it meant we could get going soon and have even a chance of success. Still, I had to complain, I needed something petty to complain about or I would get sucked back into depression and it would be impossible to get out of bed.