The half-elf's face bloomed a crimson red at the suggestion, rapidly shaking her head in turn as her first and immediate response. "I.. uh.. I have a lot of personal space issues. Yeah!" Her hands began to play with one another immediately in front of her person, ear twitching as she heard the other members of their little herd piping up about potential sleeping arrangements. Her head tilted as she regarded the image of being smushed up against a loudly churning stomach - a place she was still more than a little fearful of spending the night herself.<br/><br/>"I don't know if I like the idea. What if we were found in the dead of night? A few spears pointed at the wagon and we'd have no recourse." Having regained some modicum of her composure, she stood there with both arms crossed neatly under her breasts, eyes darting from person to person.