Korrin finally enters after a long stretch of magical repairing/exploring, intent on plopping down onto a stool and not moving for a while. She weaves her way around the incoming/outgoing patrons, catching snatches of their conversations along the way. Some of those comments remind her of other projects she plans to undertake, but she promised herself this moment. All that could wait a little longer.

Spotting Krem after requesting her own drink, she flashes a tired smile. "I thought I saw you earlier. Have you tried that new brandy yet?"