[That is fair, they decide. They will not force her to sleep, nor will they succumb to that instinct themself when danger could still be bristling in the shadows, just out of reach. Peering about the ridges of the foliage reveals nothing that might be springing out to menace them, but one can never be certain.]
[The entrance to the ruins looms out in moss-straggled gray bricks of stone.]
no subject
[The entrance to the ruins looms out in moss-straggled gray bricks of stone.]
looks unoccupied