I awake well before the women do, used to early mornings and whatnot.  I prepare some breakfast for us all, and whether that makes them awaken or not, they eventually wander out of the tent completely naked.  It would be quite the site to behold, I assure you, but the bruises and collar marks kind of kills off the sight of them being naked in front of me.  I don't even make a remark; it would be rude, and possibly detrimental to them, I'd think.<br/><br/>Still dressed, even with my top, I'm already ready to go as the women begin to pack; I don't use or bring anything a lot on trips, simply stuffing my bedroll into my magical pack.  I offer them some of the standard dry rations I normally carry, not the tastiest thing to eat but it's good enough if you don't hunt something down and I'm sure these ladies won't argue about food after what they went through.  When they begin to pack up, they ask me to head onto the road first, which I shake my head at right from the start.<br/><br/>"No, you should never travel alone if you don't have, and that goes for all of us.  The road is still two hours away, if I remember right, so it won't matter if I leave now or in five minutes after you're packed." I explain as I shift my gear onto my back properly "In fact, let's make it three minutes; let me help you pack..."<br/><br/>And that is what I proceed to do, should they not complain too profusely.  I hope they warm up a bit; it would be nice to talk with them on the trail this time, rather than simply feel like an invisible woman trailing them.