The tower, more than the sunrise or walk, sounded appealing, but Caleb didn't say that outloud. He considered it for a moment. Was he really considering it? He was already in motion, shutting his spellbook and sliding both books into their holsters on his ribs.

They were probably trespassing, but that hadn't ever stopped Caleb. There was a part of him that considered, as the eldest, he should be more mindful of things, of making sure the other, more reckless members of their motley group didn't get in trouble.

He buttoned his holsters closed and looked at Molly.

"If we want to beat the sun, we should go now then."