It was heading towards morning, and the was sky starting to lighten despite the fact that it was not yet dawn. It was simply deep gray instead of black, and the stars were starting to fade. The ponderous Goranask - ponderous for now, he wasn't slow - had headed back to their lodge as their watch came to an end, and the wher was starting to get a little sleepy as the first traces of the breaking night were on the horizon.
Giana, on the other hand, was heading towards the cookhouse to hunt up a snack. She'd worked up a little of an appetite on watch tonight, and she wanted to get to bed before breakfast time for once. The move to Semaca had been a good thing, but travel was tiring.
Poking her head into the cookhouse, Gi paused, then followed with the rest of her body ... only to find someone else already there. "Oh, hi! I'm not in the way if I find myself a snack now, am I?"