Sex: Male@Bennet
Heavy snow 13F/-11C
Gitano's sleep schedule wasn't what one would call normal. Much like his fasts he pushed the boundaries on how far he could go without sleep, waiting for those moments when everything around him blurred. In those few delirious patches when he swore he could see and hear his guide's the clearest. Even when he was regularly sleeping he liked to stay up and study the stars until the moon was past its highest points and would often sleep late into the morning.
Unfortunately, he was currently getting no star searching done despite the lateness of the night. The snow fell to heavily and the clouds were much too dense to even catch a glimpse of the heavens tonight. Instead the teen lay contently out in the open watching the way that the flakes danced through the air before making their way onto the ground. Not everything was about honing his arts after all, some nights Tano liked to take the time to appreciate the little things.
That and if he focused on the snowflakes he could ignore the looming sense that he knew something was wrong. Karina knew that Kjors would be dying and Gitano felt it wasn't his place to tell the man, especially since he had never asked for his own future. Still, letting the man go about his day to day business with no idea of what was coming felt wrong. So the teen stared at the falling snow and hoped that his guides would do their job and guide him on what he was to do, but they had chosen now to be infuriatingly silent.