"I sure as fuck hope not," said Stephen, "or you two will have to handle it."
It would be nice to have a week off to sleep and a ton of food after casting that many spells of that level of power-- hell, two weeks would be even better. But that wasn't to be, not out here on the wasteland. So he settled for a sip of water from the canteen he had hung from his belt.
Now that things had quieted down, the coyote returned from wherever it had hidden during the battle and bounded over to Theo looking for treats or scratches. Stephen smiled. It was cute they'd found an animal companion on their journey, proof that life found a way regardless of the circumstances.