"Well why not let them watch?" Maribelle countered, though she was beginning to sound more awake, now.  "They're soldiers.  I'm sure they'd appreciate a little show..."<br/><br/><strong>"Is this really the time for making out? There are Alaqant soldiers in the area, you know?"</strong><br/><br/>And then came the interruption.  Opening her eyes once again, the dancer looked the speaker over, taking a moment to formulate a witty reply.  It was that white-haired girl again, the one dressed like a noble.  Not much of a figure to speak of, though those robes admittedly weren't very flattering.  She looked kind of cute, though, and it seemed like she'd probably look even cuter if she were smiling.<br/><br/>"Oh, we weren't making out," she settled on for her response.  "I'd show you what making out looks like, but if there really are Alaqant soldiers around, I suppose I'll put it off for later."<br/><br/>Well, time to finally actually get up...  Letting go of her companion and throwing off the blanket, the dark-skinned, fiery-haired dancer raised her arms up, doing some proper stretching to get herself more fully awake.  Incidentally, in the process, she knew she was giving the local soldiers quite the eyeful...<br/><br/>...Or she would be, if there were any local soldiers in the area.  She looked around for a moment, slightly confused, before suddenly realizing that they hadn't actually made it to their destination yet.<br/><br/>"By the way, is there a reason we aren't having this conversation in the Silesian fort?"