Morgan nodded with his agreement. When he spun to her suddenly however, she nearly put an unseen blade in his gut. Then came his light flirt and it made her laugh lightly. "Trust me, he's not the only one who can take care of themselves. I enjoy the blood too much to let him get all the glory from this."<br/><br/>Once the reached the castle she was directed to an empty room. Empty...and it had a bed. She didn't know what to think. She walked over, pushing on the matress with an open hand. It was soft! She normally only felt this sort of confort when seducing a target.<br/><br/>With no one too see she laughed so light it neared a giggle as she plopped down on the bed laying across it once her boots were free of her feet. Her giddiness only grew when the thought of her newfound freedom reached into her mind. The joy relaxed her and for for the first time she could ever remember she slept soundly not out of exaugstion but out of comfort.<br/><br/>*edited<br/><br/>Morgan awoke early, long before the others. She was almost chipper as the joyous feeling of the previous night lingered over her. She took her time getting up and starting a small fire to heat water to wash with. Once clean she dress in her gear and went out, finding Arron on watch, napping. Sighing and the show of incompitance, she took a position on a nearby wall above him, keeping watch in his stead.<br/><br/>Once the others gathered she joined them taking the food gladly. She knew all too well how to pace herself. Taking only a couple of bites she put the rest away for a later time. She kept towards the back and off away from the bulk of the group by a small space, not liking being crowded. It felt unsafe to be encircled be others.