Vaan rubbed his eyes, trying to be less sleepy till he had a cot beneath him. But it was becoming harder to do with each passing minute. The trek wore him out worse than he thought it did. Which was odd because it wasn't like he wasn't used to the hard work of traveling and the like. But perhaps all the shivering and pushing through the snow was just too much work all at once.

But still, even as he swayed slightly on his feet, he looked for Jote, spotting her just before she disappeared. "Thanks Jote, really."