Fronaldo will curiously watch Pim stare up into the thick dark foliage overhead as he strolls through the camp as people get ready for bed. “What is he looking at?”,Fronaldo wonders but he is unable to discern any clue as to what the diminutive gnome is fixated on. He almost asks him several times but gives it up as it must surely be some kind of magic ritual. Hungry, Fronaldo prowls the camp looking for some forgotten scrap or rind. He absentmindedly flips and catches a dagger as he walks.
Eventually, he will enter his tent and curl up on his bed roll to try to sleep until it is his turn to watch.