"I'm too tired to run. We can walk though. Possibly skip." Megan wasn't tired, but she wasn't at her best. It probably wasn't the smartest idea to wear herself out. "I haven't been to the west tower in a awhile. Maybe we can find the Fat Friar and talk to him for a bit?"
Pulling herself up out of the bean bag, Megan held out a hand to Nicky. It was nice being around someone that wasn't asking her how she felt or what she was eating or whatever else questions her friends and Stan had for her that day.