Something she likes to hear. 

"You know... Having some time to ourselves on the road will be nice," she teases. 

"We haven't really gotten the chance for much of that, since we met."

"And without an emergency pushing us on - this time of year, it's unsafe to travel for more hours than we actually need to sleep..."

"Time to sit around the campfire."

"Talk about things other than work..."

"Our hopes and dreams."

"What we want from the world."

"Seems like we won't be bored."

"No chance at all."

It'll be a fun adventure, then.

She's looking forward to it. 

No sense delaying, then.

None at all. 

Onwards, then - stopping only briefly for lunch, making as much distance as they can until it becomes clear they'll need to camp soon. 

Berengere will call out when she sees a good spot, defensible, shielded from wind.

Lilou would be lost without her.

"I'm sure you could figure it out."

"It's more pleasant to have a talented woman like you along."

"I am happy to serve."

"And I am happy to be served by you."

She ducks her head and blushes.

Beautiful. 

"Do you... have any orders for me?" she asks shyly.

"For a talented girl like you? Of course."

"What would you have of me, ma'am?"

She directs Bérengère in setting up the camp - their bedrolls adjacent - starting the fire, cooking their dinner...