Shyeal would answer the questions to the best of her ability though she admittedly at the time had opted not to approach the craft. She'd since come to like Mneta and felt a little embarassed about her early paranoia. She didn't feel much like for the idea of dealing with a princess coming along seeing as she had no doubt she'd be doing her job as a ranger to lead them there. Still she felt a bit uncomfortable in such a formal location, the loss of the crowd helped mull her initial shyness. That said she'd see if her aunt was still up, quite sure they would love to hear some stories. Trying to stall a little before bed with "Hey Mneta, I know you've been explaining yourself to people for hours, but do you mind telling some more stories? I mean I'm sure my family would love to hear some of the mysterious tales. And it's not like even in even life times we're likely to see something like this again." She'd smile meekly, she rarely came to like someone so quickly, it somewhat panged at her that is was going to end soon. "My aunt makes some of the best food, and my place isn't far." It was late, but she doubted such a thing would ever happen again. Turning to cheerwind "I mean it's not like we'll need much sleep to ride a zepplin right? Besides, Chip will make sure I get up on time. He Always does."