The mouth-watering smell of bacon wafted Elentara's way and she inhaled deeply, her appreciation of the barbarian leaving her nipples hardened so that it felt especially good to do so.  Finishing her bread, she took a deep draught from her waterskin, her eyes meeting his as she lowered it.  She paused, her lips still wrapped around it, then decided to behave herself and dropped her eyes.  She was mainly unaware of the others in the party until Savina pulled out the map.<br/><br/>Rising, she looked it over, withholding comment.