"Mother wasn't happy that I fought, I could tell by her stance." She said with a small smile as she sat down, her eyes on him slightly as he got the armor and tunic off. His body was muscular, those scars making her more curious. Were they from battle, or training? She wouldn't ask though as she fell back onto the hay, already drifting to sleep. "I'm...comfortable like this...." She mumbled, drifting off to sleep quickly.