The woman barely took any notice to the small brawl, instead putting her scaled hand to her face at the sight of the warlock she hired trying to sell some potions at the construction site.<em>"Such potions might be useful, but I doubt any of these kobolds could even purchase one with the wages they're getting... unless they pooled their resources but I think Henderson would be the one who would have to rally them for it,"</em>she thinks to herself, rolling her gaze to the entrance and walking to sit on a stone to examine the plans that Henderson made an attempt to copy from her list of things she wanted. With that she ponders out how to perform the specific tasks, as well as how to avoid the druid circle that meanders through the woods adjacent to the swamp and wetlands. The damp ground gave off the sound of sloppy footsteps as someone approached, and she looked up to see Dev approach her. "Would I be able to help you?" she asks whilst setting the plans aside.