Imenry turned away from the scene now that it was simply Signy conversing, maybe flirting? with someone she apparently knew. The girl would be smart enough to call for help if anything went wrong and she wasn't going to stick her nose into their private conversation. Instead she shifted and stifled a yawn. It was growing darker. And it had been a long day climbing up the mountain.
She tucked her skein away in her pack and stretched slightly. Usually when she made camp she spent some time practicing her weapons skills but there was hardly enough room here and she wasn't about to go off and abandon Signy right after all these strangers had arrived, no matter how trustworthy the girls claimed they were.
The stillness was making her restless and she spared a glance towards Cor and Falina and the dog to her right. She didn't feel up to making any small talk that the other warrior would likely misinterpret so she turned away again, her eyes moving over the rest of the merchant's encampment.