Then she added, "Tomorrow morning, please have everyone gather the garbage into one pile. When we leave the Spatial Farm, I can move it all outside at once."
Mirella inclined her head.
"Yes, Young Miss."
Sienna glanced around the hut. The room was comfortable, but too small.
Her eyes moved to the wall, measuring distances.
"Grandma Mirella, if I rearrange things, I could fit another bed inside. Then you would not need to sleep outside."
Mirella immediately shook her head. "No, Young Miss. I am perfectly fine outside."
Sienna had expected that answer.
Trying to persuade Mirella on matters involving her comfort was like trying to convince a mountain to step aside.
After a moment, Sienna sighed. "Then let me at least bring out proper beds and place them beside the hut."
This time, Mirella did not object.
Sleeping near a hundred people on blankets was not exactly restful.
