Holding the sleeping roll close, she nodded her head. "Sure. That sounds like a good plan." Celia began spreading out the sleeping roll where there was some space near the fire, laying down and setting her bag beside her, as well as the still condensed sphere of stardust. The inherent magic of the particles held the dust together, not requiring any maintenance from Celia until she wanted to mold and use it. Before settling down for a bit of rest, she looked to Jayce. "I'll take the watch after you. Noire deserves a good night's rest, from all of that flying she did. I'm not just a cute facshhhhh..." She tried to sound tough, but was already nodding off and asleep by the end of her sentence.