It is still quite dark, even with the fire glowing brightly in front of the pair. John has gathered two wine glasses and a bottle of the cheapest wine. He sat down, across from Kali and the fire, and started to pour the glasses. He saw Kali eye the cup he was pouring with greed, and decided to give her the first glass.

"What were you doing in that tree?" he asked with pure curiosity. He handed her the glass and started to pour his own.

"Well," she said, swishing her wine about in the glass, "I was obviously sleeping. Didn't you see that yourself?" She stared at the wine for another second, judging its worth, and took a large gulp.

"Yes, I suppose." said John. He was finished with pouring his glass, and put the bottle on the ground, off to the side. "But is it really natural for you to sleep in the trees? I mean, how would you be able to keep balance in your sleep. It is dangerous; would it not be easier to sleep on the ground?" He took a sip of his wine, clearing his dry throat.

"Yes it is quite easy to lose your balance, but I have had much practice. And an unarmed women traveling alone is already a big enough target during the day. I do not need the attention of thugs and bandits." Kali informed him, taking yet another gulp of her wine.

Understanding most of what she told him John asked one more question. "How did you learn how to sleep in trees? I would love to know, for I am a traveler as well."

"I already know that you are a traveler, we are in the middle of nowhere." she teased him with a smirk. "I have always slept in trees, my Mother taught me how when I was quite young." She gulped the rest of her wine down and glanced at the bottle and back to John, "May I have another glass?"

John grabbed her glass and filled her glass a second time and set the bottle off to the side once again. He pondered all that she said, and questions popped up one by one. Why was she traveling by herself? Who was her mother? Why did her mother teach her to sleep in trees? Where was this strange girl going? As he sat thinking, he self concisely gave Kali evermore wine.

He was thrown out of his thoughts by a loud thump! Kali had been doing something on her feet and seemed to have fallen in a drunken stupor.

He swore at himself for giving her too much to drink before asking, "Are you OK?"

Her reply was a soft snore and a twitch.