Vivian was certainly going to take up that offer of some private time. Of course the onion knight puts her helmet back on. Perhaps she knew she was being a little distracting and decided to put a hold on that. She sighed knowing it was probably for the best. What where they after anyways? Oh right potions and scrolls. She wondered if they had any acid, specifically stomach acid that can eat away at a lock or... in a very desperate manor melt away a enemies face. She would also need scrolls for back up spells. She wont be able to cast all of her spells all day and the scrolls would help her achieve that somewhat. A lady can only cast fireball so many times before she gets tired. She wondered how farther this merchant was. Recalling their current position she hoped that their barbarian companion was just going to wait at the stables and not try to face the desert and the temple ahead of them.

 [color=92278f]"So where is this Merchant of yours? As soon as we see him and leave we can go. Perhaps some private time down the road." [/color]