"We don't have to camp," Sandra said, getting the bags ready, "if people have money for a motel.  I don't, though, and I don't know how big this forest is."  She was willing to follow along with what everyone agreed, but she knew what she was used to, and realized that everyone would have a different design for their inherent nature.  "If someone can get us a hotel, though, I'll be all for it.  It'd be great to have a place to stash a lot of the luggage and not have to heft it all around in the van everywhere we go."<br/><br/>Having so many people at once made her feel a little nervous.  In her experience, having large groups of Scions needed for a task meant that it was truly formidable, and it often meant that not everyone would make it back alive.  Though she was silent on the matter, telltale signs of trepidation were beginning to grow in her demeanor, with gentle shaking of her hands and a slow shift from making eye contact.  She just had to hope that she was wrong, that maybe she was getting strong enough to be able to protect everyone this time.