Salvia shook her head as the girl turned her attention to the swordslinger nearby. Sighing, she went back through the last of her forms, before fishing up. Collapsing Godspear into it;'s carry form, little more than a stick or short club, she slipped it back on the hanger on her belt. For the most part, she was satisfied, and felt better after burning off a few layers of nervous energy. Tomorrow would be the proving grounds of sorts. Best not to wipe herself out. Making her way back over to the lockers she opened hers back up, slipping away Godspear on a hook, and withdrew some night clothes, looking around she sighed. 

Walking up to the large group of Faunuses, she cleared her throat. "Excuse me... does anybody know where the changing rooms are? Or at least where I can change clothes?"