Chapter 342

• Eventually they reached the cave again, totaling probably twelve hours of walking. He felt fine. Not thirsty, not hungry, just a bit tired. As long as he didn't get injured, he could live a long, long life without needing a bite to eat, supposedly. Would that be true if he had to do something that really drained him? Sprint up a hill? Lift something super heavy? He'd find out eventually.
• Once Jes and Dao pushed the boulder back into place, hiding them inside their oddly cozy cave, Jes motioned for David.
• "I'm not letting you have any weapons, but you can keep the cloak and armor and shit, when we're out. But when we're inside, hell no. Strip."