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Olek

Olek rolled his shoulders once the truck ground to a halt. He briefly glanced down at the radio clipped to his chest and thoughts of Bast quickly crossed his mind. He rubbed his temples and clenched his jaw as he argued with himself. He didn't want to leave her behind, she was likely out of radio range, so it was unclear if Bast was even alive. They wouldn't kill her, she was experimented on, she could have important data. Olek reasoned with himself. If she was captured, her trail would rapidly grow cold. Olek glanced at the others approaching Aileen's large home. He rubbed his good eye, clearly exhausted, sleep deprived even. If he could find Bast's location, Olek was in no shape to help. Tomorrow then. Olek concluded to himself.

He quickly stepped down after noting the exchange between Dray and Ara. Olek's eyes drifted over them both, he halted for a few moments, but proceeded to walk towards Aileen's home. Just for tonight. Olek shifted his stance as he swayed back and forth. Black dots danced around his vision once more. Olek shook his head again, the thoughts of a bed quickly overtook his desire to eat. Olek's brain was essentially trained to be constantly rigid and alert. It proved taxing to say the least. Olek focused on putting one foot in front of the other. He focused on nothing else. Everything sounded muffled, it was almost as if someone was covering Olek's ears as he progressed. The only thing he could hear was the grass crunching underneath his feet, and his shallow breaths.

After a few moments, Olek arrived at the door. He blinked slowly a few times before stepping aside for the others. It wasn't his home, he didn't want to impose more than he already had, so he simply waited for the others to enter first.