While Vota was still struggling to get down the small hill, everyone else took a small unofficial rest.
As for the young Spes, he looked around, finding nothing of interest within the perimeters: just bushes and tall trees. Without anything to do, he leaned on a nearby tree, one that was very close to where the old Medicus was sitting.
"How are you feeling?" Spes turned towards the Medicus, taking the opportunity of the unofficial rest to ask.
"I've been worse..." the Medicus chuckled, taking a small sip from his bottle of rum.
"I just want to get over with the quest as soon as possible... I'm getting too old for this..." he sighed, lifting his hands up, revealing his wrinkled hands under the sun rays.
