In the cavern, Linden was sitting against the wall with his head resting behind him. In the cot beside him, Mavis was still sleeping, as he had been for the last hour. The food seemed to have helped his strength, but Linden was still worried about the wound on his forehead which still hadn't been treated, and the broken rib. It seemed like Rook had left hours ago for medication, but he still wasn't back yet and Linden was beginning to think that the skinny bandit had abandoned them all together.