Eden stirs slightly, was that a stick breaking? Her eyes open fully but she doesn't move, clutching the spear tighter. Someone is approaching.....Mary would make more noise...this person is trying to sneak. Eden rolls, yawning as if she's just stirred slightly from rest. There, now she can watch him. He's coming close..just a little closer and...<br/>As he clears the wall Eden rolls to her feet, angling the spear at his throat. She doesn't throw it, no, then she'll have no weapon. She's crouched, ready to fight as she inches out of the hut onto open ground