And that's exactly why she's been traveling with him. A horde of angry magistrates or a pair of cleric knights could deal with him, even if he wouldn't admit it. Shaking her head, she picks up a fork and starts to eat.

"There are a few decent looking tailor shops," she muses between bites as she tries to ignore his somewhat barbaric display. Graceful for him was nothing like the Courts of the Shadowed Jade, and it offended her sensibilities in more ways than she cared to count.

"What items do we need, then? You're going to have to tell me so we can find them."