Cyriana smiled a bit sheepishly as she followed afte the two men. "Oh, just a little bit of this and that - gold, some potions, clothes... Few other valuables..." Suddenly the elf began coughing rather violently and clutched her side with her properly working arm. The coughing fit lasted for nearly a minute and she actually spat few droplets of blood to the ground before straightening up and shaking her head like nothing had happened. "So not that much stuff really." She added and shrugged her shoulder.