For a second, there was a pause. "Ugh... You're so disgusting." Wraith murmured, heading deeper into the forest. The being just complained more.

she leaned against a tree, closing her eyes. She wasn't sleepy, at all. She listened to the peaceful sounds of the quiet forest.

By the time Wraith returned, the sun had set completely. He sighed, dropping his armful of firewood on the ground. "Geez... That took longer than I hoped..."

she opened one eye to look at him.

Wraith barely batted an eye at her, kneeling only so he could start getting a fire put together.

She closes her eyes again. She could easily start a fire, just by looking at the wood pile, but decides to let him struggle.

Rather than struggle, Wraith was rather adept at making fire. In fact, he lit it without a problem, using his own magic. Still, he sat down and leaned back with a frown. "Well, goodnight, I guess."

She didn't say anything, and climbed up high into a tree.

He watched her go, then sighed and leaned back. He didn't sleep, usually.

She doesn't fall asleep either. She never sleeps around strangers. She just stares into the sky.