"Just - a little itchy, from the bites. It's nothing, it'll go down." She's also slightly flushed with a light fever, but didn't want to admit she might be unwell; she wanted to be up and alert, if there's someone coming to get her she's not about to risk letting someone talk her into bedrest or anything of the sort.

Another glance out the window.

"No, I'm fine. Just peachy."