Sybille stood still against the rock, trying to squeeze the maximum possible of shade in the oppressing heat of the desert. Knowing Jing, chances are she wouldn't be called to do any kind of shift soon. That old human was fully aware of the advantadge of her heritage when seeing in the dark. Other miscellaneous members were preparing food, tools or just finding ways to kill time. She just batted an eyelid. Sand and more sand. It was getting on her nerves, she who had some kind of a predilection for shadows and forests. 

Lots and lots and lots of sand. Meerkats frolicking, a couple of vultures eating some remains. Findings that were both beyond the sight of others and as boring as life itself, that was what she was seeing right now. She was getting parched. Maybe she could attempt to use some ice magic to cool the ambience? Gwendolyn would probably get a little miffed with her attitude but her mood was increasingly uncomfortable.

"Pff." She just said, as people were taking bets on whether the noble was alive or not. She waved her hand dismissively as she stretched a bit. "I won't take a bet, only fools would do so. But I think Lord Explorer unearthed something, became its lunch and we will be stuck to do a cleanup of something nasty for free. It's always like this." She harrumped, her glare showing the disgust she was starting to have with the place. "Damn nobles and their kinks of sticking their [i]noses[/i] where they should not." She added, leaving little doubt that she had no particular love of nobility's antics.