Nefertiti slept in an abandoned building while Fate and Michael rested at Haven.

 Most of them awoke to a new day, aching from the day before. Now was the time to regroup. They had stepped in a hornet's nest last night. Hopefully, no one followed them home...

The next day Nefertiti looked a bit better than she did the other day but still there was a look within her eyes that didn't bond well.  One could see that she was thinking hard on something and it may be more than she can deal with right now.

With some of the food they got from last night run she was enjoying a bit of it and she even looked to find some of that delicious fruit to eat as well.  It was something that she wanted to collect and be able to store as much of it as possible in a safe Haven of her own.

Waiting to see if Fate or Michael came out of the Haven.

Michael awoke one tremendous pain the next day. Even though his arm and shoulder had been bandaged up, it was very stiff and sore. He popped 800mg of ibuprofen in his mouth and washed it down with a full bottle of water. He slowly sat up and put on the sling his arm went in and got out of bed. A couple of throwing knives were hidden in the sling just in case. The priest said good morning to the residents that were already up today. The Zweihander and bow were left in his room since his left arm was currently useless. Instead, there was a bandolier of throwing knives across his chest and the switchblade in his boot. He emerged from Haven and sat on the stoop outside chewing on a granola bar. Michael waved good morning at Nefertiti.

Nefertiti looked up at Michael as she spotted him eating something and drinking water from a bottle. Very odd to have it in such a container but it seemed that things has advanced greatly in her time of sleeping.

"Greeting to you Michael. It seemed that Anubis wasn't ready to take you to be judged yet. she said with a smile.

"How is your arm doing?  Were you able to heal yourself any? she remembered he offered to heal her but she was capable of healing herself much faster than many.

Michael shook his head. “No. The Lord’s laying on of hands is meant for the healing of others not myself unfortunately. Not the first time I’ve been in a spot like this. Just gotta change tactics is all. Rely on my free running skills and abilities with a knife. Plus I still have one or two more surprises you haven’t seen yet.”

She laughed. “Oh Michael you are a character. Just hours ago you were knocking on the Doorway to Death

Her eyes looked him over for a moment. I can grant you some healing but it I will need your confession.

Fate was the last to rise. She wasn't sore, or hurt even, at least not physically. She was simmering over how useless she had been. That had to change. Surely there were weapons which she could put to good use somewhere. She never wanted to be that useless again.
Fate came out of Haven shortly after waking. When seeing the other two already there she greeting them with a "Morning..." It was only too obvious how down she was about the past fight and losing her prey. She thanked Michael for letting her stay at Haven the night before and went to retrieve some of the food she had found from before. She pulled out a protein bar, unwrapped it, and ate it.

Nefertiti looked at Fate and could see the disappointment within her eyes, any one could see that even a blind man.  But she had to make sure that Fate understood that they are alive and by the grace of the Gods they will live to fight another day.

"Oh what a sweet smile you have there Fate. she said with a smile of her own.

"Come have a seat so we can discuss what transpired.