She stiffened at his sudden statement.
That was right.
She was still...
She grabbed her clothes, turning her back towards him.
She couldn't hear any sound from behind her.
There was just silence. She dressed quickly, trying not to focus on the fact that Donncahd might be watching her. He probably was. The tent wasn't that big.
Where else would he be staring or watching?
After all, she was the only source of movement in the tent at this point, especially with the dying fire.
It would have been human nature to watch her simply out of boredom.
She had her back turned to him. She couldn't see where he was looking.
She had no idea what his expression was. What he was thinking.
Or planning.
Her heart raced.
What if she turned and found out that he really had been watching her dress? That would be...awkward. What would she even say to that? Just. Start a fight?
She didn't feel like fighting.