Somehow, she managed to check the creature for small artifacts, mere trinkets that she was fond of actually, or supplies. The armor she wasn't really interested in because the sun was setting. After a brief check, she had helped support Lessly, offering her arm or shoulder or whatever would help.<br/><br/>At the clearing, she sat down on folded legs, looking as if she was soon to fall asleep sitting up. She knew how to light a fire with simple materials that could be gathered from the forest, but it would take time, and perhaps it would be better for them if they did without one. A fire might attract unwanted attention. She nodded slightly to herself, and remained still as Ilynara inspected the edges of the clearing. Her lap remained in her focus and she drifted in and out of superficial sleeps.