Kalila hears the familiar sound of hoofbeats and armor clanking. She quickly moves out of the way, even when Garrek grabs her arm cautiously. She does indeed look at the guards, as they march by. She can't help but look at their eyes first, to see if their eyes are fogged over or if their eyes are normal. A cautious habit she's picked up from home to see who can be reasoned with, and who can't, should the worst happen to anyone. After checking their eyes, her eyes take in the rest of the guards' forms.

She blinks at Garrek's words when he informs her that the soldiers in question are the Queen's Personal Guard. She whispers back to him in surprise, "Really?! She sent her own personal guard?" That was surprising. She knew the Crown in Valerith wouldn't send their personal guard: They would send the guards or knights in general to squash any groups like the Vultures. For a moment, she was worried what that meant if the Queen didn't have her own guard.

The procession continues on past them without incident, and life continues on in the square. She nods at his words about continuing on, and answers, "Okay. Let's get going," 

They soon find the store in question, and she followed Garrek inside. She approaches the counter to speak with the stern human man. After Garrek speaks first, she speaks to Garrek in kind, with a polite smile and calmer tone, "It's nice to meet you, Miller! My name is Kalila. How much is a set of working clothes?" She is already fishing out the gold, just in case he wanted the payment first before he helps her in finding a set of clothes.