For a moment she wants to protest. She didn't mean anything by her reaction, and there's just the briefest flicker of knowing he's going to do something--

Alright, so innkeeping's out of the question and 'procurement' isn't looking like a valid career path in this world, but there's got to be something she could do around here for a little extra cash flow. Asmodia huffs out a sigh as she realizes she got so lost in thought she forgot to keep walking (...was there...a person...? no, never mind, couldn't have been important). She's nowhere in particular to go, but she sets off again at a brisk walk anyhow, hoping the exercise will jog her imagination.