"It's dirty and cold and damp and uncomfortable and I can hear everything, everything at night, which I don't like--"

In other words, more or less the everything. Gwenaëlle does not seem, to her minor credit, as if she expects him to do anything about her complaints other than tolerate them, and her; her gesticulations are small, and she leans against the side of his shoulder instead of making any outrageous demands.

(Other than the 'tolerate her' part of this, but the time for him to escape her friendship has passed, this is just his life now.)

"And Percy isn't used to so much work, I feel cruel."

Her horse - a lovely palfrey mare - is in fact named Persistence.