Ethan woke with a start as he heard the gate shut and wiped his eyes clear of the crust that had formed there from the night of sleeping. He yawned and stretched then grabbed his Greek sword from beside him and put on the leather jerkin that was the first stage of the roman armor that he had propped up and lined freshly cleaned. He strapped the sword to his belt and looked around noticing he was one of the only ones awake He found he was cold but didn't want to bother the sleeping bulls eye who looked like she was about to be in the fire herself. He chuckled and found himself looking at Cap and Ace just coming back in and he waved a greeting.
"Morning..." He mumbled his voice still asleep so it made the word come out blurred and not totally comprehensible. His eyes widened when he saw the goods and he let a smile come to his face, "nice one."