“I dunno!” she exclaimed as they meandered their way through the city. Handy opted not to press and instead tried to corral Crimson into heading back to the guild hall and her bed, or at least to one of the inns he owned. Every time she realized what was happening, she’d rebuke him with slurred semi-English before turning in yet another direction. Eventually, she just ended up tying the cloak about her and walking out of town.