Maybe it was just the electric move mucking him over.įinally giving up, Sam crawled out of the bag and out of the tent. Headaches may seem innocent, but having them semi-regular wasn't exactly a good thing. But even so, he still couldn't shake off his concern. He couldn't help but frown as Aidan flashed a smirk and brushed off his concern, stressing that he had coped with such things before. The Froakie had already started complaining about another headache coming on when he stumbled on into the tent. But then again, he could have just as easily been worried about anyone.Ī faint moan crept over his shoulder, and rolling over, Sam could see Aidan squirming inside his own bag, eyes squeezed tight shut. He was worried about her between the so called 'curse' and her own attitude. Damn it, she punched me when we first met! Why am I so concerned about her? He couldn't stop thinking about Alice as well, of how she just pushed him away from even conversing with her. About the Guardians and their mysterious disappearance into that cave. If anything, his mind kept drifting back to that story. It wasn't any noise or anything of the sort. It wasn't that it was just too warm or cold. Sam tossed and turned inside the tent, the basic sleeping bag not really doing much to help him out. CHAPTER XV – DUNGEON CRAWLING AND BRAWLS
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