Shroud slowly opened his eyes after quite some time had passed. Even after the long rest, Shroud whole body still ache from the over usage of his fire attack which was fueled to the extreme from all the frustrations of earlier.

Warily, Shroud got into a sitting position at which point he had to pause from the pounding headache. Once it stopped, he glanced around the entire hideout making sure nothing had gotten in while he slept. Satisfied that nothing was out of place Shroud looked towards Aodh who was asleep still and looked worst than before.

'Guess we're not leaving anytime soon…' Shroud huffed in annoyance since if Aodh was worse than before, which he couldn't move then, so obviously he wasn't going to get up today.

As Shroud began to get up shakily, Aodh started to wake up looking incredibly tired with dark rings under his no longer bright eyes. Aodh turned his head towards Shroud with a confused look upon his features and before Shroud could even glare at Aodh's staring he spoke.

"Hey Shroud… yer okay from what happened earlier?" Shroud blinked and blinked again. He simply couldn't understand how Aodh could worry about him of all people when Aodh himself was in a much worse condition. Shroud shook his head trying to rid his mind of his thoughts that made his head hurt more and made a move to speak when his vision blurred again causing him to stumble before finding his footing again.

Aodh shook his head with an amused smirk before his stomach growl loudly. Both of them stopped for a second or two when Shroud opened his mouth to speak and that's when his own stomach growled its pleas for food. Shroud just paused before deciding to get out the mushrooms since it was obvious that both of them needed to eat.

As soon as he dug into his pockets, Shroud saw that Aodh had started looking in his too. Shroud shrugged, no longer fearing if Aodh was going to pull out some dangerous object.

But that didn't mean he'd let his guard down, no way…

Shroud found one of each type of mushrooms and was about to hand one to Aodh when he paused at what he saw.

Aodh was holding something that looked tan-ish and smelled wonderful. Shroud had to wipe off some unexpected drool from the corner of his mouth and then regaining his posture before Aodh could even see his reaction to the strange item. The back of his mind tingle for a few moments when he realized…or rather remembered that the item Aodh held was a type of food.

What was or what it was called Shroud didn't know but still it made his mouth water. Shroud had to restrain himself from breaking his usual front when he saw that Aodh had two of the items and was giving him one.

"Thought yer might want to have some of my pork chops," Aodh tiredly grinned as he spoke "probably better than what you have in your hand now." Shroud hesitantly reached out to take the item, still unsure rather to trust Aodh or not, but his hunger got the better of him and he decided to take his chances.

Despite wanting to wolf down the 'Pork chop' as Aodh called it, Shroud slowly looked it over making sure nothing was done to the food that could harm him. After thoroughly checking it over for a few seconds, Shroud decided to take a small bite out of it.

Shroud's eyes went wide at the taste of the pork chops. It was so much tastier than the bland taste of the mushrooms he ate on a constant basis.

A moment went by before Shroud started to rapidly devour the rest of the pork chop, all fatigue forgotten for the moment.

Aodh would've laughed at the sight before him if he didn't feel like he had twenty tons of blocks crushing every inch of him. He did though chuckle when his saw the disappointed, sad face Shroud made when he finished his pork chop.

"Have more?" Shroud bluntly asked, earning an amused smirk from Aodh before he answered.

"Yes I do have some more, but not a lot and I want to ration them carefully" Shroud's shoulders dropped, but he nodded his hooded head in understanding before he looked up again at Aodh.

"Where from?" Shroud questioned, though Aodh didn't know what Shroud directed the 'where from' at. Did Shroud mean where he was from or the pork chops?

"The pork chops or…?" Aodh unhurriedly replied earning a displease huff from Shroud who responded with an annoyed tone in his voice.

"Where get pork chops from?" Aodh shook his head again realizing that of course it was the pork chops Shroud wanted to know where they came from. Still, Aodh couldn't help but feel slightly upset that Shroud seemed to care more about the food than Aodh himself.

"a'course, they come from where I'm from, the Overworld also known as Minecraftia or the first realm. Yer can only get them there." Aodh answered anyway. Shroud tilted his head in thought and before Aodh could ask him anything Shroud spoke again, but the subject that Shroud spoke of caught Aodh off guard.

"Find cure in…Overworld?" Shroud almost silently said. Aodh stop for a moment trying to process Shroud's words in his mind.

'Find cure…? Cure for my sickness? Well I guess Shroud really does care after all…' Aodh blinked a bit before trying to think if a cure existed that could help get rid of his aliment. Only one thing came to mind and that was a potion of healing, but it was difficult, life-threatening actually, to get all the needed materials.

"Well yes and no," Shroud face turned from determination to confusion as Aodh continued," Some items yer need to make the cure are in the Overworld, but the rest are found 'ere, in the Nether."

Shroud started to wonder just how many items he needed to get Aodh off his feat so he could defend himself. He also started to wonder if it was worth getting the unknown amount of items to make the potions.

Also, shroud had been curious how he had survived the sickness that he dubbed the 'soul sand virus'. He thought that he had the cure on him possibly and hearing of a different realm had him interested. It could explain a few other things like the vision of green he had when he first meet Aodh.

Anyway, he knew he had to ask Aodh what materials he needed, but Aodh beat him to the punched and what Shroud heard made his heart sink deeper and deeper.

'Yer need quite a few items, some of which can be dangerous to get… Yer need a brewing stand, made with three cobblestones and a blaze rod, bottles of water, Nether wart and the tear of a Ghast." Aodh listed off before catching his breath and continuing to talk.

"I have the cobblestone and the water, but not the other items." Aodh finished and looked up to see the slightly shocked appearance of Shroud who seemed lost in thought.

'… nether wart, blaze rod and the tear of a Ghast… all very deadly to get…. Is it WORTH IT?' Shroud amused to himself. Of course Voice complained most likely about how he shouldn't risk his neck for a stranger though Shroud still couldn't hear him. Other voice seemed to encourage Shroud, but he also seemed to be warning him of the dangers.

Shroud didn't want to risk his neck, but some long forgotten part of him wanted to help Aodh badly. Shroud couldn't understand why he was doing any of this for a complete stranger, but despite his logic of staying as far away (most of the time) from things he couldn't defeat easily, he was going to get the items needed.

Shroud nodded planning to get the items as soon as possible and was about to leave before his exhaustion from the over use of his fire ability took hold of him again. He wavered on his unsteady legs before slumping to the wall, sliding down next to Aodh.

Shroud sighed as he placed a hand to his head wanting the fogginess to go away. He looked to Aodh who seemed to be looking through his stuff again before pulling something out.

It was brown in color and looked like it could hold something in it. Shroud watched as Aodh pull out another before asking Shroud something.

"Can you give me some of the mushrooms you have? I want to show yer somethin' it's called mushroom stew and its a'course somethin' yer can eat." Shroud decided he could use a bit more food and nodded his head for Aodh to continue while he himself rested. He was going to need all his strength to get the materials later on.