Cyriana rolled her eye at Straw's comment about having a dragon on their side and shook her head. "You'd do well to remember that dragons always have their own agenda." She nodded at Calvin's comment and flashed her a little smile. "Don't worry about me.
After the little meal the frail elf kept staring at the flames of the campfire for a good while, occasionally moving her hands closer to the warmth like her fingers were freezing. She didn't take her eyes off of the flames when Straw spoke again. "Another little blessing of a curse I got from Cyrandion is my inability, or need to sleep - that paired with my elven heritage makes nights very dull." After a while of silence Cyriana glanced at Straw and rolled her eye. "Still, if you insist on taking the first watch I'm not going to stop you. At least I can meditate in peace knowing that someone is keeping watch."