I hope the shelter we find is grandiose and magnificent enough for one of my nobility. I'm simply not used to having to endure such harsh conditions!

(She doesn't seem all that tired for it though. Just a little nutty, with a strange mark resting below her collar.)

You need not worry about perishing in my company, dear fiend. (A small attempt to reassure him after she's knocked him hard with a stick already.) While it would be easier for me to heal you, I think for now we will have to settle on finding a shop keep with plenty of vulnerary in stock.