Shayera just nodded, not saying anything. Will I ever stop being tough-tied around these guys?

Back in her room, she changed into her shorts, tank top, and flip-flops. She grabbed her tote bag and threw in sunscreen, a hat, a book she was reading, and a notepad. She expected once they got to the pool, the others would go have fun with others at the pool and she could relax with her book. Fighting the thousands of butterflies in her stomach, she rushed out the door toward the pool.