She opened her mouth to refuse, but then bit her lip instead. It wasn't that she didn't think she could do it... she'd watched farmers, and she'd stolen from family plots before, when she was desperate. She knew how they were set out. If they could do it, surely she could?

"I could, maybe..." And it would mean she had a say in it. That would be reassuring. Something she could own. "Someone would have to show me what to do, at first."