"Do what you want... if you think... I'm just too tired..." She groans and leans against the oak tree that they were near and slides down the trunk to sit on it's base. "Whatever works... I guess...." she mumbles, but in her head she is thinking 'how the hell does this kid have so much energy'.
Her stomach grumbles a little and she sighs. Back at the slave barracks she'd be given slop by now to eat.
