Myron drew his knees up to his chin to try and stop them from shaking. He wasn't sure where he was, only that he was close to Mels base. He could even hear them talking in the distance. Not knowing what else to do he smoothed out his drawing and examined it. It had fared quite well, but what surprised him was the blood seeping through his coat where Dysis had slashed him, he hadn't even felt it.