It was already dark, but Callie was still wide awake. She was standing at the balcony of the top of Herf's room. He was very hospitable, even when she said that she was fine sleeping outside and in the air, since she could just make herself float, he still insisted. As much as she appreciated his insistence and hospitality, she just rather sleep in the air than in the...dirty, grubby bed of the dwarf as well as everything around the place was not really a good place for lodging.
She didn't know if it was because of what happened to them and the place was ruined, or it was just naturally like this knowing that these dwarves somehow managed to live with the kind of surrounding that a snail or a rot could live. There was a lot of grime on the floor, completely opposite of how the floor was i
