Eventually they reached the cave again, totaling probably twelve hours of walking. He felt fine. Not thirsty, not hungry, just a bit tired. As long as he didn't get injured, he could live a long, long life without needing a bite to eat, supposedly. Would that be true if he had to do something that really drained him? Sprint up a hill? Lift something super heavy? He'd find out eventually.

Once Jes and Dao pushed the boulder back into place, hiding them inside their oddly cozy cave, Jes motioned for David.

"I'm not letting you have any weapons, but you can keep the cloak and armor and shit, when we're...