As the trip, now with everyone who was going, was finally underway, Cassandra was glad she had put herself near a window. She nudged it open gently, letting the air from the movement of the car blow kver her. She liked people. But being stuck in a rolling house with so many made her feel, just slightly, claustrophobia. The cool air was a blessing, and she listened to the others, humming softly under her breath. 

When they reached the camp, Cassandra immediately disembarked with her gear, and within moments, with practiced ease, had her tent set up. [color=f6989d]"I have room in my tent, if anyone wants a roof over their head"[/color] she said, speaking up, before diving into the tent, and wriggling out of her clothes, into her swimming gear. 

Once that was done, she started out, gathering some wood for a fire, putting a pile of sticks, twigs and leaves aside, ready to be used. She tied her hair back, looking around, seeing if anyone else was ready for a swim