After sending her meal down her gullet in a flash, Steppe Archer would race after her new roomie as she was dragged by the arm. Just before they entered the room, Steppe Archer would wave to their big lizard friend, smiling as she said: [color=CC6633][b]"Good night Big Red!"[/b][/color] managing to keep it to a loud whisper, before entering the Druid's room.

Steppe Archer didn't at all mind the lack of decoration about the room. She didn't exactly expect luxury here on the frontier, nor was she exactly snooty enough to turn her nose at the thought of having to sleep on a bed of straw. It was better than a bed of grass in the cold of night, for certain. Steppe Archer would eye the nightgown curiously, tilting her head slightly before realizing that the Druid Girl was stripping down to her birthday suit. There wasn't any shame in her eyes, but rather a hint of acceptance. Among her tribe, to lay oneself bare wasn't just something done between husband and wife, but between friends and close family. It was ritualistic in a way, especially given how cold the Steppe was at night. Put simply, it was a matter of trust and acceptance to lay yourself bare and expose every weakness you had. As such, Steppe Archer would shake her head at the nightgown and leave it on the chair, stripping herself bare as well and lie beside the Druid Girl, draping her large, long dress atop the two of them. 

[color=CC6633][b]"Good night..."[/b][/color] Steppe Archer would murmur after squeezing in with her new friend, her dress feeling warm and soft atop the both of them.