Genevieve glanced up with a surprised expression on her face, "No..." She lied as her cheeks went from slight red to a bright red. She marked her place in her book and then stood up. "Was just reading." She lied as she walked over to her horse and stuffed the book into her bag. She then stood and watched him skin the duck. She wouldn't lie that it made her empty stomach churn a little, but she didn't feel the need to run off into the bushes and puke her guts out as she expected. She barely registered that he had in fact figured out that she had accidentally caught a glimpse of him in the nearly clear waters. Her cheeks burned a little more, "I did not want to see! I woke up and you were gone. Excuse me if I worried and was anxious all by myself." She snapped defensively as she glared at him.

"Fine. Teach me how to use a weapon and I will carry one. Just don't leave me all by myself in the mornings like that. Leave me a note or something. Nudge me awake for gods sake and tell me you will be back after a quick bathing." She soon realized she was telling him off for no reason except her own embarrassment. So she shut her mouth and returned to the bed roll. She sat down and stared off into the woods.