Firyin appeared and signalled us to stop. I wonder what's going on.
"Move to live" my dad used to say.
I don't like it. I've been carrying my gear battle ready the whole hike, but I check it all again.
I forget who is in front of me, but I bump into them as I drift forward a bit, inexorably drawn to the possibility of danger.
Also, is this still the first day? If we had stopped to camp, I would have taken my armor off for sleep, and then put it back on.. Just for the record