Jake woke up a little bit later, obviously having an uncomfortable slumber. He stood up and stretched, walking to where he heard Quinn and Celty talking.
"Good morning." He said groggily. Jake looked like it was hard to move, almost like he was hurt. In reality, he was sore, never having to run as much as he did yesterday. He was visibly dirty, dirt and dust collected on his gritty face. He had stubble growing in and looked rough. He leaned on a wall, clearing his throat as he looked at the two.
"Making friends, Quinn?" He asked in a joking tone, wanting to lighten the mood from the heat from last night. He was still internally conflicted, not knowing if keeping Quinn around was truly a good idea. He knew the group needed the manpower, but were Alyssa's emotions and her psyche more important than combat strength? He couldn't really make up his mind.
"Good morning." He said groggily. Jake looked like it was hard to move, almost like he was hurt. In reality, he was sore, never having to run as much as he did yesterday. He was visibly dirty, dirt and dust collected on his gritty face. He had stubble growing in and looked rough. He leaned on a wall, clearing his throat as he looked at the two.
"Making friends, Quinn?" He asked in a joking tone, wanting to lighten the mood from the heat from last night. He was still internally conflicted, not knowing if keeping Quinn around was truly a good idea. He knew the group needed the manpower, but were Alyssa's emotions and her psyche more important than combat strength? He couldn't really make up his mind.