"I have no wish to lay down in here," she said shortly, watching him with cautious tension writ large in the line of her muscled body as he moved closer, "like transported livestock. I will not act an animal if not treated as one."<br/><br/>With that warning offer, tacit agreement to behave if let a certain amount of freedom, she reached for the proffered wineskin. Her eyes never left him as she lifted it to her lips and squeezed some of the tart wine into her mouth, swallowing but a little before pushing it back against him.