"I'm thinking it says we're the more sane of our respective groups, actually," she teased, starting to scrub at her hands and wrists. "And considering who we are and what we do, that's a little frightening, isn't it?" Especially if they took into account how completely insane they were for pretending to be enemies in the middle of the Coterie's most populated businesses.

"You won't go away hungry, then. Good." With a nod, she finished up washing her hands and gave the same appraising glance up toward the walls. "...You're mental if you think that's a good idea," she said with a smirk. "But it would probably ensure you get the least amount of attention. Just take a potion with you so that if you get hurt, you don't need to limp back to the Rose for one."