The crew gathered on the deck of the Lady Rill, damp clothes clinging to tired bodies.
They were sleep deprived, starving, and just couldn't wait for this adventure to end.
"I didn't think it was going to be like this." Zuzu groaned. "Where's our heroic entry?"
"The longer you're in this… business, the more you realize that everything in the stories you tell afterward are to make you look good." Thorn grinned.
"You'll get your heroic entrance." He chuckled to himself. "Just in the stories."
"And let me guess." Elias spoke up. "In your version of the story, it'll be you who struck the final blow and brought down the deep?"
"Naturally." Thorn grinned. "After the boss tells us the plans."
Their gaze moved to Ren who stood with his arms crossed, watching them.
No one said anything. They just turned to him, silently waiting uncomfortably.
The reason why they'd been trying to fill up the silence was pushing itself back into their consciousness.
