[@Dark Light] Oh. How disappointing. Not only when she tried to leave the tavern, it would just appear back in-front of her, but when she went back in and tried other doors she would just get chucked back into the main tavern. It was annoying- she had bandages to buy and allies to check up on. With a sigh, she stood just outside the tavern, contemplating on her next course of action. Of course, she wouldn’t mind going back in for a second drink, but then again, she had errands to run. This was just exasperating. She looked down at her blistered hands and sighed again, deciding to take her chances in the tavern and see if she could buy any of the medical supplies she needed off of the patrons. Lavender readjusts her mask again, making sure it’s not going to suddenly fall off, and pushes open the tavern door. Quietly she walks to a free table and slumps into a seat, looking somewhat defeated while she scans around looking for people who would possibly want to sell her the stuff she needed. The fox-faced woman noted the man wearing what seemed to be all black (‘emo, haha’), but didn’t really acknowledge him as someone who would sell her burn cream. Especially since he appeared to have paid for drinks for the [i]entire tavern[/i].