A new chapter! More action and well, a lot of action to be fair, since this covenant is going to be closely followed by a second one. Will Prompto and Noctis manage to pull through despite the intense toll? And all this stuff Titan said in last chapter is going to be explored before the end of this story. I hope you enjoy today's chapter.

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Stranded

Chapter 27 – Stone cold

Just as the first wave of daemons was hitting them, the first gunshots rang in the air, their four friends coming down the edges of the crater.

Noctis was leaping and zapping through the air, killing daemons as they fell, Luna calling forth icicles that pierced through them, pushing them away from her with tendrils of water, her shield of light flickering from the toll using two Astrals at once was taking on her.

Oracle, Titan bellowed. Your fight is with me. And I hope you won't make the affront of using my sister and wife against me.

Leviathan screeched inside Luna's head, the princess screaming in pain, forced to close her eyes at the violent pressure on her mind, Shiva's magic coating her clothes with ice.

"Luna!" Noctis and Cindy yelled nearly in unison.

"Can you please take care of… the daemons?" she asked them.

"What? He's not asking you to take him on on your own, is he?" Noctis asked her, phasing through her shield and grabbing her shoulder, his eyes still red from over-using his armiger.

"It's my job."

The ice growing on her pushing against his legs, Noctis's bad hand twitching as the violent cold hit him.

"Luna, this can't be good for you…"

She shook her head at him, gasping as he cupped her jaw with one hand, her shield vanishing as she looked into his eyes.

"Please, have some faith in me," she asked him.

"Can I… Can I help you reach him at least? Or the snake is going to give you a ride?"

Leviathan screeched once more, Luna wincing, forcing herself to smile at her prince.

"I'll try not to throw up if you take me up there?"

A daemon was shot right above them, Prompto barely getting the time to yell "incoming!"

Noctis lunged forward to shield Luna with his body, feeling the dark blood and some piece of a fleshy body hitting his back, while the ice reached his stomach and circled his waist, binding them together.

"Fuck, that's cold!"

"I'm sorry, Shiva is acting on her own. I think she's protecting the baby…"

"I doubt such a violent shift of temperature is…"

"Noct, this is not the time for it," she begged him.

Throwing a glance over his shoulder, he saw Ignis piercing through a tarantula with his spear, Aranea jumping much higher than a human should be able to and skewering two goblins in one go, using their corpse to land safely back down. Cindy was in charge of Prompto's ammo, staying close to him and recharging his guns for him at lightning speed. The thing was, the gunman was emptying his barrels just as fast, zigzags of daemonic corpses drawing a maze across the crater. He turned back to Luna, kicking with his heels against the ground to break off the ice on his legs, wrapping his good arm around her waist.

"Okay, up we go."

He jumped first, warping afterward, feeling Luna's hand clenching to him as her trident rested against his back.

"I'll make shields for you," she suggested, her face a little green as the sudden rush got to her.

"What?"

"Just trust me."

He saw a bright spot floating in the air and used it as a foothold, panting as he warped them both higher.

"Do you need an ether?" she managed.

Speaking while he was warping was not easy, but right now, she wanted to help him as best as she could, considering how much he was pushing himself.

"I'll be fine, worry about you two," he told her, his arm holding her closer.

"Noct, Noct, he's swatting at us!"

"Fuck!"

The blue magic wrapped around her, Noctis managing to phase them both through the giant's hand, his eyes flickering back to blue while Luna screamed as the ice was ripped off both of their bodies, tearing at their clothes. It seemed his magic wouldn't recognize hers.

"Lun…!"

"Can you throw me at him?"

"Wh…what?"

She created a larger shield, Noctis stopping his warping as he stood on it, catching his breath and mostly catching her serious and determined eyes.

The daemons had stopped falling down from the meteor. Now the meteor itself was falling and Luna raised a hand, Shiva's ice growing up from the ground to gather the shattered pieces and keep them still in the air with icicles the side of buildings. Luna looked so pale as she did this, she looked ready to throw up again.

"Do you need an ether?" he offered, knowing it was too late to step back from this.

"I can't…"

She didn't gesture to herself, the break in her voice enough for Noctis to understand. The doctors had suggested she didn't use her magic, but of course they would say no to energy drinks changed into magic boosters.

"Guys! This is.. .getting out of hand!" Prompto called out.

Fighting daemons while facing all the quaking caused by Titan moving around was proving to be a challenge.

"Throw me already, Noct."

His right arm was shaking so bad now, but he complied, apologizing for the twirl he had her go through to gain momentum. He knew she could catch herself on her shields if need be, but he still followed right after her, watching her trident dig into the rocky skin across Titan's arm as she found her footing on the giant's wrist. Ice followed in her footsteps, while tendrils of water burst out of thin air, lashing at the giant.

I said, no…

Luna's scream was covered by Titan's, the princess taking into a run to climb up his arm, slipping and catching herself with either her trident or spikes of ice.

Noctis knew he should go back down to make sure his friends were okay, but he needed to see her, she was his to protect, no matter how goddess-like she appeared right now. He was afraid she'd make a false move, he was afraid the dizziness would take over her and throw her off, he was terrified at the idea he might not be able to catch up to her in time if she was to start falling. But over it all, he believed in her fiercely. He'd seen her against Leviathan. Had seen her against the empire's armada. His warrior-princess was more than just the Oracle. His magic burned in his veins as he saw her trip and falter and catch herself.

As she went through the motions, Luna fought against contradictory thoughts. She had had nightmares about this trial. Had tried to imagine just how tall, just how imposing Titan could be. She had seen herself winning, but there was a burden on her shoulders, hanging by the fate of the world.

Darius. Please be okay, mama's sorry for this, she's so sorry for all this, just be safe, safe.

She almost wished he was still kicking her, but that had stopped for a while now, not that her sense of time was still working fully, not that she could understand what was up and down outside of what was the Astral and what wasn't.

Oracle.

Titan froze, catching Luna with his hand, holding her in his palm. His right arm was etched with icicles and frost, ice falling with every of his movements.

"Titan." Luna said back, her trident held with both hands.

You are strong. But even bent, rules are rules.

Luna felt a shiver as she saw the sparks of light coming out of the Astral, understanding it was time for the toll.

Back at the bottom of the crater, Prompto was shooting one last daemon, feeling the first tugs in his blood as his lifeforce was drained out of him by the ancient magic asking for a blood price. His guns fell from his hands, his legs giving under his weight, Cindy screaming a warning he could barely register.

There was a continuous flow of falling debris, coming from such a height, the damage done even by the smallest rock was more than they wanted to face. Aranea barely caught herself to jump away without twisting an ankle, while Ignis kept slashing at a hobgoblin with one arm raised to protect his head. It had been only a few minutes of this, yet they were all covered in nicks and cuts, dizziness catching up from the sweltering heat.

Cindy managed to push Prompto out of the way of more fragments, her cry of pain barely reaching all the way up to where Lunafreya was standing.

Am I dooming the people around me? Luna bitterly thought to herself.

She looked over her shoulder, her legs shaking under her weight as she spotted Noctis barely controlling his phasing as he blurred back down to earth. She felt the ice in her veins and the storm raging inside as Leviathan's voice hurled across her mind.

I'm following you to save Eos, what's a few human lives?!

Luna felt a new presence among Shiva and Leviathan and realized Titan's gigantic form was turning into specs of light. He gently put her down, the princess holding her hair away from her face as the wind created by the motion rushed around her. She didn't have to step out of his hand, the appendage vanishing with the rest of him, Luna hearing coughing and cursing. She blinked hard as the migraine she was feeling since she'd started using her magic pulsed even stronger. She let her trident vanish, tears gathering in her eyes.

Prompto was lying on his stomach, his face in the dirt, his body violently shaking, nearly seizing. Noctis was coughing and gasping for air, his hair covered with soot, his arms barely holding himself up. Ignis knelt by his side, his face pale as he realized just how bad was the toll the prince was paying for these covenants. Cindy was holding her left arm to her chest, her hand hanging limply, Aranea looking at each and every one of them, still out of breath, her hair half fallen out of her slightly burned braids, unsure who needed her help the most.

There were frostbite marks on Noctis' hands from the ice Shiva had summoned, blood showing on every fighter. Ignis's glasses were half broken, Luna struggling to push herself to her feet, biting back on a gasp as her legs refused to hold her weight.

Another look at them all, her eyes following the worried glances Cindy was throwing towards Prompto.

He was spasming now, a broken shriek escaping his throat, his limbs tensing and jerking so hard, she was afraid his joints could bend too far.

"Aranea!" Luna called, her voice hoarse, her tongue feeling like paper in her mouth. "He needs to… Can you just make sure he doesn't hit his head on anything?"

The dragoon did as she was told, looking just as helpless as Luna felt. But there were more problems ahead, Luna turning her attention back to Noctis as she heard how his coughing was worsening.

"He's not breathing right," Ignis said, fear laced to his words.

"Oh no, it must be all that heat. Noct…"

The stones under her hands were too hot, but Luna crawled up to her fiancé, tugging on the back of his clothes to have him shift around, laying his head in her lap and tearing his shirt open, her fingertips turning icy to create more breathable air for him.

"Breathe, breathe, that's good. Does anything hurt?"

"Everything?" Noctis squeaked.

"I'm sorry," she told him, stroking his hair as she looked back to the others. "Cindy?"

"I'm fine," her friend answered.

Prompto was coughing, but the spasming had finally stopped and Luna couldn't help the feeling she owed him a lot for all the hurt he was going through for her sake.

"Noct, can I check on Prompto?"

"Yeah. Although I'm not sure you should walk."

She let out a self-derisive laugh, considering how she'd just crawled up to him. It was true she wasn't sure she could trust her own legs yet.

"Aranea," she called out. "How is…?"

"I don't know, you tell me how the guy develops an instant fever. His teeth are chattering now."

"Oh…" Cindy hurried over, holding her broken arm gingerly, Luna grunting as she pushed herself up on wobbly feet and managed to reach Prompto. He was pale as a sheet, shivering with a cold sweat despite the heat, bruises, red patches and nasty cuts all over him.

"It's been getting rougher and rougher on him," Luna whispered, trying to light her hand with magic and realizing she was too drained to summon even a spark.

"Maybe because he's not a royal like you two?" Aranea suggested.

There was no bite to her words and Luna felt the dragoon might be right. Prompto had caught a cold after Shiva, had been a wreck against Leviathan, and now, when Noctis did share the burden with him once more, he was still so deeply affected.

"Noct, do you think you can do some magic?"

He coughed roughly, sitting up with Ignis's help.

"Depends…"

"Just snow. Focusing on Prompto if possible. I know it would help him."

"I can try…"

He tried raising one hand, the right one, the violent shaking in his wrist running up his arm and down his shoulder and back as a new cough burst out of him, Noctis cursing and struggling as his throat seemed to close on itself.

Luna watched, her heart hiccupping. She was doing this to him. To all of them. Even to her baby. Her hand covered her stomach instinctively, wishing for some movement, wishing for even the tiniest shift. What residual magic still working inside her did detect Darius and his small heartbeat. The wave of relief that came was what she needed to keep pushing forward. Noctis was able to breathe once more and then snow graced them, the flakes soft and cool in this heat, sizzling against the stones.

"We need to get out of here. Find some shade, some water," Aranea said, Luna agreeing with her.

"Prompto," she started, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Prompto, are you still conscious?"

One of his eyes cracked open, Luna gasping at how bloodshot it looked.

"I feel so bad," he squeaked.

"I'm so sorry. Do you think you can… stand or…?"

As soon as he moved to push himself up on his elbows, the seizing was back, a broken sob wracking through his chest.

"Fuck! I'm so fuck… king cold," he managed, grunting and somehow rolling on his side, the violent shudder running through him making Cindy gasp.

"Prom, please, if it's no good, we'll find a way to…"

Ignis was already at work, putting together what he could to have a makeshift stretcher, using his pole arms and the vest he'd kept tied around his waist until now. Prompto tried objecting, but his body had betrayed him and he wouldn't get better by staying at the foot of this crater.

"How are we going to get back up? It looks like some of the debris has closed the only exit," Aranea warned them.

Luna took in a deep breath, choking on the soot still in the air. Scrapping at what strength she had left, she tugged on the presence of Titan in that space where the Astrals seemed to gather as she made more and more covenants.

She only managed to summon his right arm, but with a smack and another small quake, she had splattered a straight path out of the crater, giving them a gentle slope to make their way back. It was a pathetic trek, Aranea making a sling to hold Cindy's broken arm in place while Luna apologized. Ignis pulled Prompto's stretcher, Noctis wishing he could help but barely resisted another coughing fit and walked on his own. Luna was feeling weaker and dizzier with every step, Cindy convincing her to lean on her shoulder, while Aranea held her spear ready for any monster and effectively took care of the few they encountered. There was a small cloud that seemed to follow them, making it snow and refreshing the air enough to make it endurable, but they were all glad when the temperature finally started lowering enough for Noctis's efforts to be obsolete. His clothes were green with the many ethers he'd broken on his chest, Luna wishing she could use her light on him for the nth time, on all of them really.

After what felt like hours but had really been no more than forty minutes, they stepped back on the road of concrete, away from the heat of the shattered meteor. After some arguing, Noctis and Luna agreed to stay behind while Ignis drove their teammates to the nearest campsite, with the promise to come back for them as quickly as he could. They couldn't very well pack each other in the car with the state Prompto was in and while she felt bad, Luna knew she needed at least a few minutes mostly alone to collect herself. Noctis was too worried about her not to check on her and she was crying against his chest a few minutes after the car had rolled out of their field of vision, apologies pouring from her tight throat. Her prince held her as they sat next to one another, desert, concrete and rocks surrounding them with the sense the world had already died.

"It will be alright," he told her. "I know it doesn't feel like this yet, but eventually…"

"I know. I'll make it alright. I have to."

He tried saying her name but realized he was out of breath again, a fresh shudder barely covering his new coughing fit. By the time it stopped, Ignis was stopping the car a few feet away from them, the sound of the engine snapping them back to the present.

"I really should have asked Aranea to stay with you two," the advisor sighed.

Luna got to her feet, wavering and feeling Noctis's arms following her, steadying her despite how fragile he was himself. She covered his hands with hers, giving them a squeeze, wishing she had the strength to raise his jerky right hand to her lips. Instead she whispered "I love you", relishing the way his arms wrapped even closer around her.

"Let's just get some rest and patch ourselves up," Noctis told her when he trusted himself to breathe fully again.

The rasp in the back in his throat stayed like a ghost of the godly magic that had once more toyed with them. And while he tried to hold himself together, Luna's hand remaining on his for the entire ride, he sensed there was more unease in her.

She was thinking on the words Titan had picked.

There is no savior King, she'd said.

Isn't he here with you? Isn't he the father of your child?

If that was true, then how…

…

It was much later that night that Luna gathered enough magic to attempt fixing Cindy's arm. It was a complicated operation, seeing as Cindy's elbow was broken, and with how weak the princess was, all she could fuse back together was not as much as she wanted.

"The more I wait, the less I'll be able to fix," Luna sighed, an apology ready to tumble off her tongue.

"Well, I can still do things with only one arm and it's not like I'm the most essential member of this team."

"Cindy…"

The mechanic gave her best fake chuckle, pushing away her pain.

"I'll heal up before you know it. What matters to me is that rock didn't crush Prompto while he was already…"

Prompto had dropped out of consciousness again, his fever rising, Noctis putting icicles all around the gunman to lower it down. He kept an eye on his friend even now and Luna thought he should be the one looked after, but there was too much to do and too few of them.

"I should be glad we all got out of there in one piece," Luna agreed with her. "But I want to be better than this."

"Luna, you have half of the gods of our world at your beck and call. There's no one who can claim they can do better than this," Cindy reminded her.

"You have a point… I guess."

Thunder roared in the sky, followed by a heavy downpour, their group soon realizing there was only one of their tents that was waterproof, making their night beyond miserable. Prompto was kept in the waterproof tent, the six of them squeezing close while trying not to make any of their wounds worse. They had dug so deeply in their stock of potions, unless they could resupply, it was doubtful they could sustain another fight of such proportions. Luna was desperate for privacy, wishing she could ask Noctis his opinion on why daemons were lurking inside the meteor, but she kept her mouth shut. She didn't want to worry their friends and companions with the knowledge the Oracle herself didn't understand what was going on in Eos.

On the following morning, Aranea was sneezing and Noctis's cough had gotten worse, while Prompto's fever had finally fallen. Ignis had vanished in the middle of the night to pick up the Regalia, which had better heating than their other car, but they still packed their things between both vehicles, Aranea taking the wheel with Prompto and Cindy while Ignis would drive for the royal pair.

"It would be too weird if we took a royal car away from royals," Prompto kidded around, sitting up with a groggy expression on his face. Cindy still needed to climb next to him in the car, but despite the ongoing rain, she was doing another check up of the Regalia, Ignis nervously watching her fangirl about the car.

"If only my arm wasn't broken…"

Noctis chuckled, which turned into a coughing fit, Luna brushing his back, her magic still too weak to help him in his recovery.

"We should go," Ignis said. " We'll catch a cold if we don't hurry."

Their next objective was the old Lestallum, to get a better idea of what was happening in Lestallum. They were taking the long way around, but there was at least one royal arm one the way, and while Noctis was coughing badly, he'd insisted he'd be fine to gather more of them. They needed to stock up on supplies, so finding an outpost with actual people would be helpful. The scenery out the window was clear of destruction on this side of the meteor, making it easier for Noctis to handle his guilt for leaving. If he was honest, him remaining a general for his father's army wouldn't have really changed anything. He could take down a couple mechs by himself, but he had his limits and back then, he could barely muster magic outside of summoning weapons out of thin air. Four weapons at once had always been his limit…

But he'd changed. And for the better he dared to believe.

Two hours into the ride, the rain and thunder had turned into an all out storm, the rain pouring so hard, it sounded like hail was coming down. Ignis was forced to park in another abandoned gas station, Aranea doing the same, the visibility too low to keep on driving.

"I've never seen rain like that," the dragoon said.

"Me neither," Noctis sighed. "Ig, this… this isn't normal for these parts."

"It's less abnormal than it would be in Cleigne, but it is very stra….. What the bloody hell?!"

They all jumped, Prompto hitting his head on a broken signpost, Ignis whipping around, having heard a sound over the heavy downpour.

"Bloody astrals!" an old voice boomed, hoarse and rougher than sandpaper.

"Who goes there?" Noctis called out, instinctively calling his engine blade.

A dark silhouette stood under the rain, shaking off a large hood to reveal gray hair and a rusted, wrinkled face, clearly eaten away by too much sun and labor. It seemed to be a man from the voice's intonation, but he was frail under his clothes, bony, knotted fingers curling into his hands. He took a few more steps, shaking the water sticking between his deep wrinkles, his face splitting into a rough smile.

"You're actual people! And so young!" the old man marvelled.

"What the fuck is wrong with that grandpa?" Prompto snapped, feeling Cindy's hand on his forearm.

"We asked you who you were," Luna said, a warning in her voice.

"I'm wet and tired, that's what I am. Did any of you see where the lightning last hit?"

As he spoke, he took a few more steps, which brought him under the protection of the fuel pump's ceiling.

"How can a man his age be…?" Cindy muttered, Luna shaking her head, hoping that would push away some of her confusion.

"Sir, are you living here?"

"Here? No way," he laughed. The movement made his spine stretch and crack, his hands curling even tighter. "You stranded kids should really follow the lightning," he added, his gray eyes falling on Luna and stopping on her.

She felt like she was being appraised, sensing how his calculating stare stayed on her belly for longer than was comfortable.

"A boy, huh?" the man asked, looking a little sad somehow.

"What?!"

"Okay that's enough!" Noctis snapped, stepping in front of Luna. "Either you give us straight answers now or you beat it, weirdo. Who are you, what do you want and what's your deal with the lightning?"

"Feisty man. I think I like him," the elder started, pushing his coat open to reveal he was unarmed, his hands barely opening at all. "I can't remember my name," he went on, his voice holding no regret as he explained, "the lightning took it away with my hands. It took away a lot of things…" He frowned, showing teeth that seemed too white for his age. "I've been trying to catch up. Those bloody Astrals said I could if I brought them the light. And the woman behind you has it, I can tell. She smells like light."

"He's mad," Aranea whispered.

"No," Luna shook her head. "Some of it makes some sense. I mean, he sounds like he needs help."

"Yes, yes, lady Oracle, isn't it? I remember those eyes," the nameless man insisted.

"What? You can't… Noct, let me talk to him."

"I don't like this, Luna," Noctis tried warning her, but she was stepping around him and the elder blinked at her, his head lowering in a light bow.

"It really is her. You've grown a lot. And you look exhausted."

She shook her head, wondering why his voice was starting to sound familiar. He had most certainly been a tall and strong man when he was younger, but she couldn't remember anyone she'd met who would have travelled that far. And at such an age.

"Well, I've had a rough day. How do you know me?"

"Luna, everyone knows you," Cindy reminded her.

"No, I don't know her from the papers and radio. Maybe I should though. The lightning took that too. If you're going to catch up, you should all hurry up."

"This, this is the part that doesn't make sense. Why should we even listen to what he's saying?" Noctis intervened, walking up to Luna and stopping by her side, his hands raised before him, his armiger ready to be summoned.

"Noctis, please, I'm certain this man means us no harm. Look at him. He's completely drenched under that coat."

"Are you pitying me? It's just rain."

The thunder roared above them, the nameless man whipping around to look, leaping onto the Regalia out of nowhere and crawling on its rooftops on all fours, Ignis unable to hold back a cry of worry, while Cindy screamed in pain as she'd raised her bad arm, Prompto and Noctis both tensing, while Aranea covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. The situation was just too surreal.

"Sir, you need to get off this…" Ignis tried, only to be interrupted.

"Look for it with your young eyes, the lightning is going to strike!"

And as a new roll of thunder roared, lightning struck down to the earth, lighting a tree on fire.

"There, there, did you see it?"

He jumped on top of the car, the Regalia leaning down, Noctis, Ignis and Cindy all cringing at the awful groan the metal made beneath the man's weight. He might not be quite as frail as he looked.

"Get down, you're going to hurt yourself," Luna told him, sensing the anger radiating from Noctis as the nameless man kept jumping on top of his father's car.

"It was to the southeast, I think it's close to the old chocobo ranch. Maybe we can eat a bird on the way."

"Does that guy eat chocobos?" Prompto asked, sounding beyond offended.

"It's good meat," Cindy protested, giving him a wide-eyed look as he stared at her with his mouth hanging open.

"But they're the fluffiest things!"

"Guys, can we focus here?" Noctis cut them off, grabbing the nameless man by his sleeve and dragging him off the car. "You need to calm down, old…"

"Don't order me around, dark prince," the man objected, getting out of Noctis's grip to roll on himself and slide off the car in a tumble of limbs. He landed on his hands and flung himself to his feet, his hood falling back on his head and hanging on his nose, a smile stretching his wrinkled face.

"You know me too?!" Noctis understood. "How the fuck don't you remember who you are?"

"I just don't. Less question, more walking. We can't miss the next shot of thunder."

Luna felt a tug on her conscience, like a voice rumbling with the thunder.

Follow this man, Shiva told her.

"We can't walk in this rain," she observed.

"What rain? It's a drizzle," the man said, rushing away from the shelter of the station, the rain literally parting for him.

"This is definitely weird," Cindy said, Aranea agreeing with a click of her tongue.

Ignis was torn between checking the car and consulting the royals for their next action, but Luna had seemingly already made up her mind.

"We're following this man."

"Walking is crazy, Luna, that lightning strike was a few miles away and…"

"But if we make a straight line for it instead of taking the road, it will be faster and the cars can't drive in that, and the rain is clearing up."

"Luna," Noctis tried insisted.

"Shiva told me to follow him, so I am. You don't have to come with, but maybe all this talk about lightning is going to lead us to Ramuh."

"You want to take on Ramuh right now?"

"Well, the storm and the crazed man are here now."

Noctis had no retort, so he coughed, rushing after her. Prompto groaned, pushing himself forward, since if an Astral was involved, he might as well be there, otherwise, he wasn't sure the life toll could take place. Not that he wouldn't skip it if he could, he was still in a lot of pain despite being able to walk.

"Iggy, we're not…" Aranea started, seeing Cindy hurrying after Prompto.

"It seems we are," he sighed. "The paint on this poor car…" he added under his breath as he walked past the Regalia.

"You're terrible. All of you really are. But if they pull this one off, then that will mean two thirds of the Astrals."

She was trying to be positive and he appreciated it, especially after seeing how Noctis was after Titan. How much Luna was shaking as she ran and crawled between all her wounded friends. And Prompto's state… Ignis's hands turned into fists as he wondered if Noctis would hack a lung in exchange for this new toll, so close to the last one.

"I just hope it doesn't kill any of them." Ignis whispered.

To be continued…

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Who's the new fellow? It's actually someone you know, just got changed a little. Let me know what you thought of this chapter, you know how much I like reviews. Stay safe out there!