Ashling smiled as Kenichi introduced himself, but before she could say anything else a gentle hand wrapped around her wrist and lead her back towards the Guild, after Snow had suggested some forest training. The sky was just turning purple, and the sun-after-the-storm's heat was fading as the moon began to climb up over the trees and buildings of the city. She glanced upwards to find Marian dragging her along, and shared a small smile as advice was given on how to deal with Hitomi. The red-haired woman was similar to an older sister, Ash found it to be rather endearing, and with her small smile she gave a brief nod,

"Thank you for the advice, I'll remember it."

The tavern was full of people and wonderful smells, though lacking what they could be, and Ash felt an itch to start mixing some potions. She hadn't really done any alchemist work since arriving in America, and her kit was all ready to be unpacked and set up in her quarters, but there was barely any time for that now. Her hand was released as Marian began to pack up a few small, metal bolts into a pack. Ash watched curiously, blue eyes unfocused slightly, and was only broken from her trance as Marian questioned if she had anything to drop off. A moment of thought came and went, and with a light bow she turned and ran back to her room. The pack of cards beat against her leg from it's spot in her apron as she practically skipped down the wooden hall, her mind whirling with excitement at the prospect of going into the woods to fight actual animals. Only one item, well, that wasn't much of a hindrance, the Vorpal Sword was enough for her. She glanced down at the sheath which had been tucked safely into the side of her apron and grinned, and then eventually came to her room and threw open the door, only to be met with the familiar glare of yellow eyes.

"Hello, Ashling~" Vapor purred from the base of her bed, tail flicking to-and-fro. She managed a small smile for the cat, walking over quickly, one hand fiddling to remove pack in her pocket while the other reached to rub the colorful feline's head. He purred in response, but did not break his glare,

"Going out?" He questioned, and Ash nodded, 

"I'd let you come, but I don't think it's allowed." She whispered, and he responded with a smirk, then a cackle, pulling from her grasp and vanishing beneath the bed. Silence. Vapor was gone. Ashling let out a loud sigh and dropped the cards on her bed, and then turned to return to the tavern. Ashling returned to Marian's side after the short trek back, staring at Snow expectantly as her hands fiddled with the hem of her apron, nervousness and excitement claiming her emotions.