Elijah communed with the Spirit today. He went out to do so. He wandered about the causeways towards the city side of our dwelling. And out of view of the guards.
We kept an eye on him. And on the guards as well.
They scrutinized each passerby and stopped each and every cart, searching them thoroughly. But most of the time they stood about in the hot sun.
To his credit the Captain wanted to take some water to them. However, neither Tomas nor I thought that prudent for him.
Instead I took some out myself.
They eyed my approach suspiciously, but relaxed when they saw the water.
They said simply they had a sufficient supply, enough until their relief.