Clover's shivering dissipates, gradually in he warmth of the fire, and it's not long before her radiant blue eyes flutter.  Groggily, she mumbles a meager complaint.  "--not my turn for scullery today, sister..."   She sharply inhales her breath and opens her eyes as she returns to awareness.<br/><br/>She locks eyes with the paladin, and her generous mouth hangs perplexedly open for a few seconds.  In that expression, it's hard not to notice that her short, even teeth are broken up by an extra pair of elongated canines.  "...you're... not a nun."   She looks him up and down by the dim light, struggling with the fog of unconsciousness, one eyebrow quirking as her mouth tips up at one corner.  "Not a nun at<em>all</em>..."<br/><br/>Realizing that they're not alone, she suddenly sits up, hand to her brassy-skinned face.  "Oh, dear."   She surveys the group... yes, some familiar faces.  They were all in the caravan... then the memory of the collapse, the cart... "Dear, it seems I ran out of fresh air for a bit, I suppose.  Well."  She sniffs, seeming a bit embarrassed.  "Thank you--"   she gives a brief wince as she sits up straight, then smiles prettily to each of those around the fire.   "My memory's a bit... er, spotty... at the moment, but clearly you all came to my aid.  I'm most grateful."<br/><br/>Once she's regained her composure, she surveys the group, meeting each set of eyes with a demure smile and grateful inclination of her head.  She tries to study each face, but seems to have a hard time of it as she shakes off the grogginess.  "I must be a dreadful sight, I'm sorry."   Her embarrassment seems to dissipate as she takes in the warm radiance of the campfire, and opts for a general introduction.  "My name is Clover."  She gives a wry grin, her exotic features making the friendly gesture seem almost reptilian.  "Pleasure to meet you all."<br/><br/>She clears her throat, a light sound that becomes an outright cough.  "Are we close to town?"  and then, scanning the perimeter again, her brown furrows slightly.  "And... I suppose this is all of us... that made it?"  Her face falls, and she gives a soft sigh.  "How sad."<br/><br/>She fusses with her cloak, steeling herself against the emotion.  She casts her gaze over the darkening horizon.