Friday laid down on the bed in relief.
"Well," she said. "I have to say I'm really looking forward to moving out of this caravan. There's just not enough room for a pregnant woman in here."
Eron chuckled and laid down beside her.
"We can go home earlier if you want," he suggested.
Friday considered for a moment, then shook her head.
"I'm sure I can last a month. A month and a bit. Whichever."
"Fair enough."