While the others had disappeared into the building, Jacob had stayed on the roof. Just staring down into the streets. The blood on his fur had dried and caked by now, and his expression now showed nothing. But while he didnt talk, he had listened. It must be nice believeing in fairy tales, of some after life. And he had to admit, the thought of being able to see his friends again raised his spiritd a little, but they instantly went backdown the moment he remembered it was still all pretend. "Im staying up here." He said, when the question of where to sleep arised. "And ill take the second watch."
