* 30 * 7/14/12
Situated near the dining room and off the secondary hallway were the rooms where most of the party slept, except for those who had chosen instead to take up a room at the inn. One of the rooms in the Keep's was Casavir's, and inside it, the paladin lay awake on his bed.
Thinking over all that had happened during the party, Casavir was both pleased and distraught. He was sorry that the night had had to end on such a sour note, but was elated that he was both able to apologize to his Leader and to...comfort her near the end.
He wondered if she had been able to fall asleep, or if she was too worried about his fight with Bishop to close her eyes just yet. He was sorry that she had to witness that. Casavir wished he could be more civil with Bishop, for Lily's sake, but with their frequent disagreements, he just didn't see that happening. They were far too incompatible to even be friends, let alone mutual beneficiaries in battle. He only hoped that their rivalry wouldn't cause the team's ultimate downfall. No, he could not let that happen.
But those moments he had had with Lily, close against his chest while he held her in his arms... He would never forget them, not for as long as he lived.
And so, that night, Casavir slept peacefully.