Sakeya listens to all the exchanges, silently noting who may disagree with each other and just who to watch a little more closely than the others. Oddly enough , she felt Sharr was quickly turning into one of the ones that would need the least watching. The Blood Elf clearly knew how to handle herself and though she approached things with a casual disinterest it was clear she’d at least not slit any throat unless paid to do so.  When the Goblin had left in a huff, as Sakeya had expected him to after being coerced into paying more , she clicks her nails on the wooden surface of the table and looks up , blue eyes looking over all of them.<br/><br/>“Sharr may want me to lead, but leaders do not assert themselves by force… well , the good ones.” The Draenei nearly laughs to herself bur shakes her head instead, a few azure strands falling over her face. “Now that the matters of finance are taken care of, we need supplies.” The woman reaches into her own satchel at her side and after some rummaging produces a ink-pen and a well, followed by a sheet of parchment. “ I am going to formulate a list here and do some shopping for them. I assume no one is on so high a horse as to find trail rations disagreeable? “Her tone wasn’t so snide as it was slightly teasing, the woman looking around before noting that and a few other things. Mainly necessities like wine ( to cut drinking water with),and odd things like fishing twine and gunpowder.<br/><br/>The scratching of her quill filled the room for a while, hair hanging in her face and the goggles around her neck settling on the table as she did so. “Anything to add while I have the pen out?” While distracted it seemed her accent crept further into her voice, making her even harder to understand.  Her eyes reasonably search for Sharr first, essentially labeling her as second in command in her own head. The woman may had not wanted to lead but she was likely a better choice for a second than anyone else.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>