"Okay, Roan" Glenn said and rolled over onto his side, using his arm as a pillow. He was quiet for a bit, trying to fall asleep, which should have been an easy task after a day of walking, but thoughts of adventures and undiscovered treasure made sleep elusive. After a while he rolled onto his back and looked up at the star covered sky and the bright moon. Ms Dotta always told him to count something when he was having trouble falling asleep and there were plenty of stars up there to count. Very quietly, he started muttering to himself. "1...2...3...4..." He continued up to 65 before his count was replaced by deep breathing.