"O-oh... okay..."  Harmon isn't sure exactly what she's talking about, but he's not about to say no to her, either.  The village knows her pretty well, and they know her reputation.  She wouldn't be doing something like this if it wasn't important.  So he disappears for a bit, the chatter with the dwarf only barely audible.<br/><br/>Cutter eyes Krystal up and down.  "What do you see in that guy?" he asks her, seeing he has some competition now.  Not that there's a competition going on or if he even has a chance with her.<br/><br/>Soon enough, Harmon reappears in some very basic leather and mail armor and brandishes a two handed sword.  "Okay, I have my stuff.  What's going on, Krystal?" he asks as they start to head toward the woodsman's cabin within the nearby woods, though Cutter follows along closely, taking another sip of his mug.