Once Lee had been given a thorough tour of the underground area containing the Heaven's Gate, he was brought back to the remaining group, consisting of Bob, Tiff and her curious band of compatriots and they made camp until nightfall.
They didn't have to wait for very long, by the time they reached the Loch it was already touching evening, but the wait was painful for the likes of Lee.
Fox simply spent the time polishing and sharpening his sword, treating it like it was his wife... better than a wife, actually. He just hoped that the wife metaphor didn't extend to any further activities. Bob wasn't talkative, and kind of creeped him out, while Tiff and her companions spent their time kneeling in a circle, hands clasped like they were praying, all whilst muttering softly to themselves and to each other.
That creeped him out even more.
