The rest of the humans leave  you alone, not wanting to occur the wrath of a drow woman. Keeping their distance on the carts or walking besides them, seeing you sleep there. None of them even thinking about being cocky enough to brave the idea of doing something naughty.<br/><br/>Eventually the two hours goes by, with the breakfast crew getting started. The carts not even started as a few of the more well trained men go about starting up the hot meal right there in the cart where you are sleeping. Making all sorts of noises and banging things together and setting things on fire for good measure. All around general ruckus.