Taking the bra from Cathy, Xentia stepped back around behind her and began to loop the straps back over her shoulders.  Feeling the sheer weight of the thing, she winces a bit in sympathy.  "No wonder your back and shoulders were so tense.  Stop by my tent later - I know an enchantment that should make this much lighter for you."  Seeing the clasp, she realizes why Cathy was having so much trouble with it earlier; in her attempt to adjust it, she had managed to snap part of the buckle holding it shut.  "Ah, here's the problem.  You'll need to visit the blacksmith to really fix this, but I can tie this up well enough for you to get there, at least..."<br/><br/>Captain Winters' entrance had her looking up in surprise, but Xentia had to stop from laughing out loud when she saw just what had kept her.  While the confirmation of the purpose of such a large Gurglemeister presence in the army didn't entirely surprise Xentia, the fact that the captain was so open about it spoke volumes about their views on the army - this was primarily a force of monsters, and there was no illusions about what their likely source of provisions would be, especially once fighting began in earnest.<br/><br/>"It seems like I'm the only one here who<span style="font-style: italic">didn't</span>want to see how much Cathy here would have stretched me out.  Not that it wasn't incredibly tempting, my dear, but I though it best to not immediately gobble down one of my peers."  Xentia's voice was lighthearted, and the jesting nature of her compliment was obvious, but there was just as obviously a glimmer of interest there, one that would just grow over time.  "But on to more important matters - yes, I can be ready to move out quickly.  My only concern is the Narrowsea crossing itself - centaurs are not suited to combat on the sea, and the ice-barges will leave us vulnerable to attack by mermaids and others.  Has any effort been made to secure a crossing ahead of the army, or perhaps to make contact with the mermaids themselves?"<br/><br/>Gaia's appearance and comment on their earlier activities is finally too much for Xentia, and she breaks down into series of giggling, pealing laughs that has her almost bent double.  Regaining her composure just in time to see Cathy shoo'ing her off, Xentia just shakes her head.  "Well, that's two-to-one in favor.  Three-to-one actually, depending on a certain interpretation of what you said earlier.  Oh, and it would be rude of me to not extend the invitation to both of you as well," speaking loudly enough for Gaia to hear on the other side of the tent wall, "Given that the two of you seem rather...pent up, shall we say, feel free to stop by any time.  I promise to make it worth your while."