The inscriptions on the curtains isolated sound and prevented the occasionally bumpy road from affecting the carriage's insides.
That added some necessary privacy, as well as welcome silence. Liam generally preferred nature's noises due to his upbringing, but falling asleep had never been among his problems.
A single round of that restorative process failed to compensate for how deeply Liam had abused himself in the previous two weeks. Yet, the trip gave him nothing but time, which he spent sleeping, smoking, and practicing the circulation technique.
Joel and Maxwell also minded their own business, mainly spending the trip cross-legged on the carriage's seats, completely immersed in their meditation.
Still, the time for words arrived once the destination drew near.
"Junior Brother," Joel's voice resounded in the carriage, immediately awakening Liam, who stretched his limbs to leave the corner where he had curled himself.
