Felicitas did jump a bit at that- she would really need to work on controlling her reactions if she wanted to have any sort of good reputation, "Really? You would trust me to make you armor, when I've just logged in for the first time? I mean if you're willing to be my guinea pig for crafting, that would be awesome!" She followed closely, sometimes using the investigative mode to see if anything had specific names, but she saw little she could use, apparently, lots of plants that seemed to be keyed for alchemy, some that looked useful for weaving, but no exposed ore or stone. She could almost hear the life in the town as they approached, and her grin widened as much as her pace quickened, which is to say, quite a lot. She glanced at Aaron a total of once, to make sure she wasn't losing him, and then they reached the town. Glowing lamp light, trade conversations, and the smell of inn and pub food reached her senses, enrapturing her. She almost forgot why they had come into town until she heard a tell-tale 'thwing!' of metal on metal, and turned quickly toward the sound.
