-]Ryssa nodded a bit, her face contorted in a slight frown when she saw the clustered hammocks that left them with no real sense of privacy. However, an idea popped into Ryssa's head, and she took her lover's hand. "I've got a better idea," she whispered into the girl's ear after pulling her close. Ryssa then led the Zebra girl further into the ship, down to the cargo hold. People didn't usually sleep in with the barrels and loot, she figured, so it would be as good of a place as any. "Keep an eye out for the crew and help me reposition some of this stuff to close off an 'Us' space," she told Sansa.[-