She arced an eyebrow at him. "I don't think whether or not you're a masochist means anything... but if you don't want a group, it's fine," she says quietly, moving as if preparing to leave. She seemed a bit sad at his tone. She was rather curious about what was outside the town. She'd also heard of other kingdoms in the sky, and she wanted to see them. She'd also heard of bandits and such running around, and she wasn't very eager to run into any of those, especially not alone. 

She glanced at the sudden action made by the thieves, frowning a little. She may be broke, but she was at least honest. She folded her arms over her chest. Her basic robes were embroidered simply, but gracefully. Being a seamstress, she could decorate her clothing. It didn't add anything to her robes, other than visual appeal.