"Like I said,  I wasn't going to use the big fire itself to scare off any creatures."  Her stripping down.  though unexpected.  Was not unfamiliar.  Then there was the fact she disparaged him.  That only annoyed him.  He was not a hunter.  He never adverted himself as one.  If she did not think he was qualified than she should not have hired him.  He should not disparage him as if he was a child.  He had his reasons for doing things.  He was not perfect and was willing to admit his errors but the  fact that she dismissed him as a fool outright annoyed him.  Slowly he ground from anger into wrest.  He was awake.  Even before her. He pulled his cloak and his boots on, and with his swords returned to their proper places he left the tent and sat on a log next to one of the guards  He watched his breath mist in the cold.  He turned to the guard,  a cute looking girl, for she appeared to still be a girl, on the edge of womanhood but not quite a woman yet.  "They call me dust," he said.  then pulled the a rage up over his nose to warm his face.  "Do you have a name?"