"This seems like a good place to set up shop!" Dragon declared, turning around to face the others.
"Finally." B complained, dumping her equipment down on the field below them. Beside her, Banks was silent from exhaustion, too tired to even whine. His equipment fell as well, hard, and pieces were scattered every which way. He watched them roll from his reach with disdain, but rather than chase them he fell too, flat on his back, on the soft grass below. "You've had us hiking for hours looking for the 'perfect spot'."
Dragon, who had seemed unfazed by the ridiculous journey, set his packs down neatly. "We couldn't just pick a place to camp. We're on a mission, we have to be smart about our surroundings."
B snorted. "I would barely call this a mission. So much as...busy work." She unscrewed the cap of her canteen. "Going on a hunt. How ridiculous." She muttered, taking a deep swig. Dragon frowned at her. "Every mission is important, B. No matter how small or-"
"Insignificant?" Banks finished, looking up at Dragon.
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