"...this is revenge for me putting the grenade classes on hold, isn't it." Passing by and paying attention to little but the to-do list forming in her head, Korrin comes to an abrupt halt as her chest and thighs end up sprayed in dirt. Looking over the mess, she sighs but doesn't raise her voice, as she brushes herself off. "Eh, it just gives me one more reason to head back to the docks soon."

Seriously, Korrin takes any reason whatsoever to spend as much time as she can away from the Gallows. It's not laziness, when she'll be just as busy over there, but some things need only a mage's touch, so she counts the minutes until time in Circle mage hell is over. "Wait and leave the larger roots to Sina? Keeper magic involves plants, so maybe she might have better luck removing it."