With all the other patrons of the tavern and watchers of the wrestling match giving her a wide berth, and not interacting with her in the slightest, Nilia was coiled up in one spot for the entirety of her team-mate's fight. Blushing up fiercely as the oread completely undressed, only to slowly grow accustomed her comrade's nude form, the noodle was just patiently waiting for Irice to win her long winded match, but occasionally tossing glances over to the setting sun peeking through the windows. If she hadn't been so keen on getting her shopping done today, she would have let loose a little more, had a few more drinks, and gotten further involved with all the merriment going on in the room. Damn her own responsible nature!<br/><br/>The moment the warpriest had gotten her armor back on, and finished her 'award ceremony', Nilia would reach over and tug at her sleeve, stating, "I think we need to head out now if we are still going to go shopping together. Though, I guess I should be able to find what I need myself, if you are busy."