"Hey Halt?" Gilan started. He grunted in response, reading a report on a robbery. "Did you know that all of your growing is done in your sleep?"

"Why would I know or care about that?" Halt replied sarcastically. Even so, the wheels in his head were turning. Growing in your sleep? He had a distinct memory of never sleeping while in Hibernia...

"Well, it's just that you're a bit short, so I thought that you might want to know that."

"Not everyone is just on their knees begging for height," Halt said, setting down the report, glaring at his apprentice.

"Fine, fine." Gilan waited a few seconds before continuing with, "I just thought you might want to know."


*Halt's POV*

*Flashback*

"Go to bed!" Halt's father all but shouted. Halt sighed and rolled his eyes, checking the old grandfather clock in the corner of his room. Only three am! Why, he could be out and about if he didn't have to sleep. However, his father seemed to think it was important.

The rebellious side of him won the battle of whether or not to go to sleep or not. However, because his moral side agreed with his rebellious streak, it was more of a quick decision.

Ten minutes later, he was out the window and running through some woods.


Ya, so I guess Halt never slept when he was younger so now he's short. And that is an actual fact. About the growing in your sleep. I have no clue why I'm so tall.