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"I 'spose that wasn't the best of ideas..." This thought crossed his mind as Kaitlyn bolted upright and into a combat stance immediately upon seeing him. It did wake her up, but it also had the effect of raising her guard around him, though he struggled to understand what she wasn't understanding about "if I wanted you dead, I'd have done it 32 times by now, this one included." Though he had to admit that despite the fact that the 'hold their mouth and nose' trick worked without fail, nobody particularly enjoyed it. In fact, they hated it. Those who used it, be it he or anyone else, would always get the dagger stare afterward. This was literally the worst way he could've chosen to wake her, but he only realized and reflected on these things in hindsight.

He watched the shadows of her back dance on the trees as the fire burned lazily. She'd abruptly turned away, and though he wasn't exactly sure why, pretty much anything was better than her throwing fireballs at him. "I gathered a bit of food, berries, mostly. Should be easy on the stomach. I skipped the 'toot fruits'."

He heard a sigh come from her direction, and a simple question, "How long was I out for?"

"Bout half the night, I'd reckon?"

"...Why didn't you wake me sooner?!"

"Well, it's not like you simply 'fell asleep'. You collapsed in pain and passed out. I made sure you were breathing and figured I'd just let you rest. That was the plan until you started grumbling and looking miserable. By the time you whimpered and held your stomach, I decided I should just wake you. That being said, your response to being awoken makes me wish i'd have just let you sleep."

"Pretend you saw and heard nothing, please."

"Yeah... no. Anyway, you up for second watch? I've had a long day and need to catch at least a bit of sleep."

"Fine, but before that, I have one more question." She turned to face Emil. "Do you know the way to Azidon?"

"Uhm... Go South, right? We've mostly been following roads and trodden paths. That many people couldn't be wrong."

"... Assassin..."

Emil felt a chill very unbefitting of one who wielded fire, and for a moment, murderous intent. He reflexively raised his guard. He felt the slightest trickle of power behind his right eye, but it vanished as the sound of an exasperated sigh reached his ears.

"...You poor fool." He watched as she scooped up the berries he'd left piled on a rock and tossed a bunch into her mouth. "I'd have hoped you knew where we were going, considering we've been travelling for 6 days. I suppose it can't be helped, since we were literally running for our lives. Go to sleep. We'll discuss it in the morning."

The sigh, the calmness with which she responded, and the uncharacteristic level of understanding she'd showed was honestly more unsettling to him than an attack.