A little shut-eye will do

Xephyris caught her unfriendly, sulky glance in his direction. So it seemed she felt the same as he did about all of this. Her grunt in response to his first statement was taken as agreement, and he nodded his head to acknowledge it. She would not apologize, and neither would he - neither regretted the words shared at the border. He was not unfamiliar with these kinds of attitudes, after all, his own was pretty shabby most of the time. The conversation, if it could be called that, continued tensely. Zephyra nodded to confirm her name. He let a low hmph escape him. So he hadn't heard wrong - her name was indeed very similar to his own, but with a feminine ring to it.

Then came her voice, her tone even and lacking any genuine feeling; however, it wasn't a confrontational tone, either. To Xephyris, it was close enough to friendly, in fact, it felt good in a way to be around someone that wasn't so soft and open. So, he turned to face the young woman, offering a shrug before saying anything. "Not yet," he replied honestly, his tone still low, "Haven't got a wink of sleep. What about you?" He may not have been too fond of Zephyra yet, but he was still willing to hear her out and get to know her for the good of the pack. And maybe in time he would come to trust and depend on her.