At the sound of hissing in the night air she couldn't help grabbing her arm and rubbing it in an attempt at self-comfort, tired from the long day and from just dealing with Hotohori. She tried to avoid speaking with him whenever she could, instead conversing through Yamato and otherwise trying to focus on her work. Adela didn't say anything however, instead turning to Yamato and seeing what he thought about it. He'd probably be better at setting up a secure camp site than her, so she'd just listen to him.

The less she had to talk to the noodle lord at this point, the better...