( she nods, once, if not enthusiastically than at least affably. it's a pleasure to help her companions, especially with a task she personally doesn't mind doing, and especially one that doesn't require much effort. she takes the telescope in hand, holding it closely to her chest. any instrument of knowledge tends to be rather fragile. the fact that it doesn't seem, to her, to be made well doesn't exactly allow her to be reckless in good conscious. for once, she's actually a bit restrained, as she shifts her weight slightly to one foot to accommodate the shape of it. )

Not a problem. We just need to find some place high, right? ( she looks up. and, briefly, around. ) Preferably out of view. Judging by your skulking earlier, I'd guess you know why well enough.