Through foliage, past waterfalls, and over watering holes, we walked for the next two days without rest, aside from a minimal amount of shuteye each night.
It was tough to sleep anyway. I was too anxious to leave myself vulnerable to an ambush. I skipped the whole "sleep with one eye open" by avoiding it as much as I could.
Despite my feelings, I hid my paranoia and unease from the others, especially since I was kept under the watchful vigil of either Shrug, Suda, or both. I didn't want them to form a worse impression of me than they already had.
I apologized to them, of course, but it wasn't easy to earn the trust of others. Especially when you'd threatened their lives and the lives of their friends.
Suda was particularly pissed at me, to put it lightly. Whenever I approached her, she hissed, shoved me aside, and eyed me with blatant distrust.