Amaya shrugged and continued to puff his tobacco. It was only after a minute or two of silence between them before he rubbed out the embers on the dirt, leaving him half of what he started with, and slipped it back into his pants pocket.
"Can't beat it," he said mostly to himself. He looked down the path they had come from, and then around at his "companions." Eimee was asleep, Inaya looked to be looking after her like a mother would her cub, and the horse was now side-sleeping much like a barn dog would after a day of hard work. What a team he found himself in, he thought. He really hated working in a team.
He stood, and walked, but didn't get too far, as he stopped just next to Inaya and took a seat directly next to her. "What a mess," he said with a heavy breath. "Not sure what leads up this ladder, but I'm going to assume somewhere in town at this point. But... given that horses can't fly, as far as I know, I'm getting the feeling we may have missed something on the way here."
He was practically thinking aloud, not really aiming his conversation to her, but he felt the need to at least sit beside her. In their rag-tag team of four, she was his right-hand man.
"You smell wonderful," he lied.
