*Carith stood stikll in the same training room from the night before, with his cloak rapped tighly around him he leaned back against the wall waiting patiently. He let her take her time with preparing to return to training. It was Hard work he knew, he had been through it all and much more...He stood fiddling with objects and trinkets on his belt, popping a button of a little pocket open and then closing it creating a popping sound that echoed through out the room. It seemed to distract him and pass the time.*