I left Elliot sparring with Iah and headed for the kitchen. Only issue was that I had no idea where it was.

I slapped myself on the forehead and turned around.

Guess that I'll stop the fight and ask Iah. Or maybe I should wait until they're done. I don't want to get hurt in the crossfire.

"Hey, Jason," a voice called out. I turned around and saw Ryan carrying several timber blocks.

"What are you doing with those? Helping someone with construction?" I asked, staring at his sleeveless black robe and red headband. It was the same outfit he wore on our world's moon when we were building our refugee camp.

He laughed. "Yeah. I'm helping Isabel prepare stuff for a festival," he answered.

A festival? It'd been years since I'd gone to one.

"What kind?" I asked, maybe a little to excited.

"It's the Summer festival. Isabel wanted to build a makeshift shrine asking the Goddess of the South for good luck. Her uncle says it's not necessary, but she says that a little divine fortune won't hurt."

I scratched my head. Building a shrine to ask for luck? Back home we just went to the shrine to pray to our gods. Home... Maybe I should've prayed for them to stop the destruction while we running away, but all I could think of was Olivia's safety.