"I need things to pass off to Gippal when he is done,"

As she explained she stood up straight slowly, satisfied with her mostly dry cloak. She tossed it over her arm for a moment before running her fingers through her hair. Her eyes closed and her expression was very matter-of-fact.

"I imagine he is a bit wound up with what scandals those women put him into. It's more than likely he didn't bring any potions with him so stocking up on extra for each type is a good idea,"

She opened her eyes as ice sickles formed from her hair and shot down to the ground, drying her hair instantly as she put it up into its hairband and wrapped her cloak around herself. As she leaned back to sway the cloth over herself, the scar on her abdomen stretching from above her hip bone to the middle of the side of her ribcage became more prominent if only for a moment. Then she tied the necessary strings to keep it in place. At last, she looked up, her katana holstered to her hip. She paused to look Eva up and down, contemplating. Then she chuckled and closed her eyes, stepping up to stand beside Urick. 

"Though... it would appear you are eager to get to the games. Perhaps we should all head there now and allow this to be but a small excursion afterwards. I've already a place for those potions."

She thought of the vendor's tent that she had passed on her way in by the stables. After a peek within she recalled seeing a large amount of different sorts of elixirs and healing potions within.

"It is your decision, m'lady."