"We need a bigger team. Province is going frickin' crazy, and not just because of the war..." Aria yawned, watching the stray's expression as she scratched its neck. She could've sworn it nodded at her for a minute there, but she was getting pretty tired now. Before she shut her eyes, Aria tipped the potion down her throat, letting the empty bottle fall upright on the carpet when she finished.

"...Don't worry, little guy. You'll always be number three..." The redhead yawned again, and was soon enough asleep in her typical kicked-back position. Not that this night would be different from any other. The nightmares just continued, regardless of how the day went.

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As the Odd Jobs shop lights went out, a passing guard smiled beneath his helmet, giving the building a nod. A lot of people were finding themselves in the young duo's debt for all the right reasons... Nobody would disturb them, or think to betray them as long as Jarl Balgruuf held them in high esteem. They were saviours, but they would never be dubbed as such in the open.

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(Aaaand morning! You do it, I'm gonna go to sleep now. xD)