Maria frowned, she hadn't known what she was expecting Lily to say, but figured a merchant would at least have some clothing. She looked at the woman as she gave her commentary. It was true, the height difference alone made sure of that. Wearing someone else's clothing just didn't feel right anyway. "I'll go there, then, thanks," she said, returning her eyes to slowly panning the room. A bolt of white hair stood out from the crowd, a little girl sitting among friends at a table out on the floor. The likeness was uncanny, and her stomach turned at the idea that girl she was looking at might be Sophia Octavia. There were only so many dire consequences that put a royal in a tavern, and kidnapping was one of them. Her frown deepened as she looked around the room, trying to find someone else watching this particular girl. She wanted the girl to be some random girl, but there were few people matching the likeness of a Lyoki royal in the middle of Mullen Trinan turned back around in her chair, standing up and fetching her cloak from the table. It was time to get clean. "I'll be back in a bit," she said flatly, cradling her wounded arm as she walked off towards the rear of the inn to find her room and some free time. The girl was another problem, she'd have to find out if it really was, and who exactly the youths she was hanging around with were.