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It is now night, and not the early hours of it, either, though how much exactly you've no idea. Just as you were beginning to get acclimated to your makeshift "camp", a deep rain had begun to fall upon your heads. Though the grove gave you some manner of protection, it was a miserable manner still for those who had not managed to nab a tent from the camp. Throughout the night, your soldiers huddled around what few tents they had acquired, cooking their meager rations on campfires. Though you and your officers were, of course, given tents of their own, and the first pick at rations, you had not even managed to gather enough to feed your reduced forces. Those who could, bought from the sutlers that had dragged their supplies when the camp was abandoned, or partook in whatever thin, watered down soup their company could scramble from their rations. It was a miserable sight, truly, the kind of conditions from which desertion or mutiny grew, yet strangely enough, there was little grumbling amidst your men. Perhaps they did not wish to risk themselves a capture, or perhaps your victory against the Giants and the Famiglia had earned them some measure of respect - or perhaps, thet were simply too tired from the days battle, such that they had little energy to bother with insubordination.
Regardless of the reason, the camp had, by now, settled on some measure of quiet. There were plenty of sentries, of course, positioned to ensure no nightly attacks, but the rain had averted your fears about a possible burning of the forest. Joan, by now, had already fallen asleep. You, however, were quite wide awake. You had not found yourself able to sleep, not after all that had occurred this day. It was as though your body believed itself to be in the midst of battle still. You, for one, would not complain. It was necessary that you remain awake to think of how in the damnation you would get yourself out of this predicament! You were outnumbered, and by no small amount. The Famiglia would continue to be an considerable threat, and hundreds more of their number would join them tomorrow, should the full might of the Fortelli forces be brought against you. Your only advantage was the number of firelock-wielding troops within your regiment, but even so, what use were such troops when they could not defend themselves? The wagons had worked to an surprising extent, but you've nowhere near enough for your entire forces, and once the enemy held foot soldiers of their own, the groves would offer no protection as they had this day.
