Irice was careful to point out the better equipment, though she laments that she doesn't have time to fully outfit the naga from head to tail in armor to make her impervious to harm.  Still, it's better than that Arena equipment and almost matched the quality of the armor she'd smithed herself.  She'll have spend the night with Nilia, figuring one her size wouldn't take up that much room in bed even if her own equipment did take up more room than most...but she still has to get a good smithy going.  She hadn't done anything flirtatious with the naga, but she figures it's best to keep her where she can see her.  She wakes up a little bit after the naga though, and spends a good hour saying prayers to Torag before donning her mail and grabbing her heavy bags to head back down the stairs and order a late breakfast.  Despite having enjoyed a live meal in the arena, she'll settle for a modest fare of eggs, asking the half-orc if she had steak some dwarf 'holy water'.