Frey smiled at Nihonto's comment and explained with a confident smirk, "Well it's no issue. I've had to deal with thieves and bandits around town before, and I'm trained for battle. I've had a sword pierce my hide a few times and I've been able to fight through it. Training yourself to endure pain is important for combat after all...anyways, I will see you at the gates then?" She turned to wave to Thorvald and perhaps strike up a conversation, but saw he had already left to go to the rendevous point.

Due to this, she spun back around and told Nihonto, "Getting meat sounds a lot more complicated than grain. I guess killing game is harder than farming though. Interesting that some pokemon do not need meat and yet some do. Would probably be a pretty easy life if we could all just farm and eat, might be enough food to go around for everyone too. No need for fighting and things like that..." She pondered telling Nihonto she came from a poor upbringing in comparison to what she assumed him and Thorvald did, but decided against letting him in on her whole life story out of the blue. She left him to ponder why she had told him what she did and turned to follow Thorvald, "Anyways, we're keeping greenie waiting! Let's go!"

She dashed ahead towards the gate, making fairly good time due to her knowledge of the area. She actually makes it to the north gate on a shorter path before realizing she'd made it there ahead of everyone else. She turns to look for her companions and heads back into the market, waving to Thorvald when she spots him and hoping that it was the right Sceptile, "HEY!" She called out before running up to him and grinning nervously. "Sorry...I think I kept Nihon a little busy back in the square. He should be showing up soon though."

She didn't notice the butcher for a while, but eventually drew a look of confusion and followed Thorvald's gaze, frowning at the look that the butcher was giving in turn. There was nothing really to be said about it, expressions did well enough.