James woke up and to his surprise it was still storming. It dampered his mood, but he knew that if Erorn even got the hint he was he would go back to his pity mood... and James couldn't deal with that right now. James showered and dressed before going down and making breakfast for the both of them and brought it downstairs. Erorn had fallen asleep on one of the couches. He looked so peaceful. James did nothing as he set Erorn's plate on the table next to him. Rise and shine, buttercup. He deep voice seemed deeper. James grabbed his plate and sat in another seat at the other end of the lounge. He had wondered how the brotherhood was doing on the island.