It was a reasonable suggestion, so Gale found a place to sit. Unfortunately his water canister was empty, so he turned to Iruka. “Do you have some water to spare? I’m out.”

The hunger was worse than the thirst. He’d have to go out and walk the roads with Argilla soon and hope to be set upon by some bandits. Gale absently rubbed at the brand on his calf with the thought.