「α」Something told the tactician that Tiki didn’t quite remember where she last had it. For all they knew, it could be back at the last battle field, and they were already a full day from there. He sighed as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“Alright. Let’s check your tent. If not, we can always get some in the next town if we’re lucky.” He told her as he looked at the divine with a smile.
❝ I see. That sounds ideal. Follow me. I will lead the way. ❞
Tiki replied, turning on her heel and leading him towards her tent. She motioned towards it before ducking in under the tent flap, glancing around briefly, and stepping aside to allow room for Leonhardt to enter. Her tent was very organized, with her bed made and everything tucked away, not a single hair seemed out of place.
