Coop couldn't help but grin as she offered him her hand. "Coop," she said with a definitive nod, as if to say that was her story and she was sticking to it. "Nice to meet you Marcus. And I suppose their welcoming enough." She chuckled. "They haven't cooked me and eaten me yet, and I was the last one to arrive." She glanced down and noted his bare feet. "No shoes, huh? Some people were lucky enough to arrive with some or find some. Not me. I left mine beside the bed." She shrugged and inclined her head back in the direction she'd come from. "Baz won't mind if I'm late coming to the tannery. Camp is this way."