Expression remote, Elizabeth watches her friend for a long minute. Then, handing over the blanket, she stands.

"I have something for you."

Without any further explanation, she turns and walks away. It's hidden, wrapped in a cloth, in a stack of crates near where they sleep. But it's a small ship, so she isn't gone long.

"Don't let anyone else know you have it," she says, holding the bundle behind her back with a stubborn expression. "A little extra protection wouldn't be amiss."