No

"No, I don't think so. It's gonna be too tight." Eris decides.

"Your loss." Brandon shrugs as he slips into his own sleeping bag. "Night Eris."

Eris quickly falls into a light slumber but sure enough, the cold prevents her from getting a good night's rest. She's tempted to sneak into Brandon's sleeping bag for warmth but her stubborness wins out in the end and she spends the night shivering in her own bag.

Eris wakes to an empty tent. She steps outside and is met with a mouthwatering aroma. Brandon is in the middle of preparing breakfast, frying eggs that he no doubt looted from some poor bird's nest.

She holds out her plate expectantly, but Brandon just laughs and says, "Sorry Riri, no honey no money." clearly referring to her refusal last night.

Sadly, Eris has to settle for some jerky and nuts from her provisions, her stomach growling all the while as she watches Brandon feast on the eggs. At least Marcus is equally jealous when Brandon refuses to share with him and the two commiserate in their mutual hunger.

After packing up their campsite, they head off, ready to begin their second day on the road.