"Ha!" Sam exclaimed in a triumphant voice as he laughed, turning around to look at him with a smile on her lips and a gleam in her eyes. "I did it! I knew I could make you laugh." She stuck her tongue between her teeth for a moment before laughing herself. "But seriously," she continued, in a tone that indicated she wasn't being serious at all, "putting me in a dress is going too far." Sam chuckled for a moment more before looking away from him and back to the trees. When he told her that she would be "enormously ungrateful" rather than horrible she started smiling again. "Oh yeah. That's me in a nutshell. Especially if you ask my parents." When he mentioned that most women in the country would love to receive this invitation Sam shrugged. "I'm not from this country," she reasoned in a casual tone.

At his insinuation that she would try escaping if she were to sneak out of the tent that night Sam scoffed. "Yes, because the last time I tried running through the creature filled forest at night with no sense of direction worked out so well for me." She smiled wryly. "No, that wasn't what I was thinking. Besides I couldn't leave Dorothea and I don't think she's going anywhere." She glanced back at where Dorothea was purring on Liam's lap and smiled fondly. "I was just thinking of sneaking off to find another place in the camp to sleep, like another tent or something. I don't think she really wants me there anyway." She glanced down at the ground, folding her arms over her chest and shaking her head gently. "Would hate to be be any place where I'm not wanted." She fell silent for several moments, just staring out into the dark trees her eyes slightly narrowed pensively as she chewed on her lip. Sam was brought back to reality when she heard Raquelle's laughter and looked back over to the campfire to see the girl holding Dorothea. Who didn't look happy. "Yikes. Looks like I have to go save the princess." She paused after a couple of steps to glance back at him. "Goodnight August."

Liam was watching Raquelle cooing at the cat with a somewhat perplexed expression and glanced down to where the cat had positioned the spoons into a right angle. He tilted his head slightly. A right angle? Or an L? Before he could delve deeper into this thought Samantha appeared. "Thank you so much for looking after for me, Your Highness," the red headed girl said, smiling at Liam and then at Raquelle as she pulled the black and white cat from the princess's arms. "But it's getting late and it's been such a long day. I think it's time that we got some shut eye."

Clearing his throat Liam stood and brushed dust from his clothes. "Couldn't agree more, Samantha. We all had a long day and tomorrow might be even longer. I think I'll turn in for the night, as well." He nodded to Will, who rose up beside him, and then smiled at the pair of girls and the one cat. His smile to Raquelle was slightly more stiff, though just as polite. "Goodnight Samantha. Raquelle. Get some rest." With another nod and smile he turned and left them Will nodded respectfully at Raquelle and Samantha, the latter of whom he smiled at, before turning to follow his friend to the tent they were sharing.