Fel remains silent. Having managed accomodations, she is now considering what she will need for the morrow. Food comes to mind, and she fishes a bit for something to nibble on.<br/>Sergei would be familiar with her habits, at least, enough so to tell she is angry - there is something about the set of her features. When she gets to her feet and curls her slender form into her bedroll, it has a certain amount of 'stiff' to it. "I will take last watch." She says, just before pulling the blanket over her head and  .... well, elves don't 'sleep', precisely....