"She's such a headache sometimes, I swear." commented Amelia as she watched Isaera stroll away without speaking to anyone. The alchemist rolls her shoulders in a slight shrug and then turns to address the group, responding to the Malfiend's question, "The wagon is big enough to hold my bed, supplies, and alchemy lab. A few people can ride inside comfortably. Though for those that choose to do so I highly advice you not to eat or drink anything you find. In fact, I'd advise against touching anything on my desk unless you're immune to poisons like myself." Amelia grins a touch, then continues, "Everyone else can ride up top with the luggage. I assume everyone has bedrolls, so if we stop to make camp I'm afraid you'll have to sleep outside."