Having been summarily dismissed by Grandmaster Torch, the young Venzan bows before turning to leave with her comrades. She does not speak until they are finally out of Grandmaster Torch's world and entertaining the next move.
Charity nods curtly. "Well, let's save shopping for clothes for afterward, that is for sure. In all honesty, I'll probably be pulling out the washboard, though. I might suggest some food, clean water, light sources, things like that. This might not be over within a day. Or, perhaps… there is always a high quality weapon… I think those sorts of things are within our price range, now."