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One of the problems Sento and Banjou would encounter in the new world would become obvious very quickly. Where the are they going to sleep? For the first night at least, probably outside. It's getting darker quicker than either men could come up with a solid idea and both were painfully exhausted. So they would find the most comfortable patch of grass they could find and lay down, hoping to God that it won't rain that night. Thankfully, it was not rainy, however unfortunately it started to get quite cold. Both men look up at the sky, finally safe but starting to shiver. Eventually they end up huddling together for warmth, nothing more than that they both tell themselves as they fall asleep in each others arms. Everything else can wait until morning.