Serenity smiles and turns her gaze over, slowing her pace before turning with Mika. She approaches the stall of the green woman, leaning in close to get a good look at the wares on display. She draws the arm that Mika is holding in, against the small of her back. "Hmm... Well, we're not looking for blasters. We looking for a long, polearm kind of weapon. Maybe a bardiche or a halberd. Or a glaive."