"It's on the lower shelf of the station, to the right. And I'm pretty sure we do, if no one's run off with it. Whatever there is ought to fit you, at least." Korrin never expects anything to fit her in the south, one of the reasons why she's hoping more every day that the Inquisition will have reason to send her to Rivain again. And good, the grenades are just about done. Korrin is doing some last-minute inspecting, not about to encourage bad habits by rushing this.