The fire before Cam flickered to and fro as the fatty pork's belly in the pan she held above it popped and boiled, sending bits of hot grease arching into the air, the small sting of it on her skin no longer bothered her, it was something you go use to.  Her eyes stared unfocused at the meal she was preparing, while her true focus was upon the peripheries of her vision.  Where danger was most likely to hide.

She didn't trust the people here at Palmyre, mainly because she found it a wise policy to not trust people in general. But those hear were desperate, foolish or crazy enough to search after some lost legend of peace and paradise, a right load if you asked her. But here she was as well, working of course, the Old Man Nocello paid well, and had been fair and kind thus far.  She would label him under 'Foolish', abandoning the safety and security of his tower and studies to what? Adventure the world at his age?  No she was sure he was simply guilty of never doing more to help others, or scared his life would end without seeing more of the world.  He wasn't so benevolent.

The sound of the canvas tent being moved aside alerted her to his approach, the tiger ears atop her head perking up for a moment at the stimulus before relaxing again.  He took fair and measure steps for someone his age, though he was always slow to wake in the morning, Old man had a habit of staying up late, probably picked up from watching the stars all his life.

As he sat upon a pillow beside where she crouched he sighed rubbing the sleep from his eyes.  

[color=0054a6]"I swear, there's no reason for the young to be up so early, you lot are always bustling about far to much for my taste."[/color] his hands moved from his eyes, fingers trailing down his face to grasp and comb through his beard.  [color=0054a6]"I suppose that it's excusable today, best to get moving through the desert before the sun reaches its apex."
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The Fallen woman could only muster a grunt in response, at least for now.  She hadn't been sleeping well either, not because of the activity in camp, but because they had arrived earlier and stayed in the presence of others to long for her own liking.  And the old man preferred to stay in towns rather than the out doors.  Cam truly wished she never lived so long that she could not live out under the sky and among the wilds.