"What makes you think I've been there?" Kat asked in an offhanded manner. "I've never been one for horses. Got a ride of my own." Hel would've whipped her upside the head if he'd heard her refer to him as a 'ride'. Kat's gaze followed Ernst's down to her bag and she gave a small smirk. She doubted he'd appreciate learning how she'd come to her supplies. "Nothing's cheap and nothing's good here. There's an avenue on the north side of town that's not awful, but on the whole you'd find better luck just scavenging the forest." Gods knew that's what she'd be doing later on. If the supplies in her bag turned out to be as unhelpful as they seemed, she'd probably just sell them in the next town they stopped at.