With a smug grin, she'd take a bite. It wasn't overly sweet or juicy, fairly plain as far as apples go, but to the demi-human it was the most delicious thing she'd had in a good while. It definitely beat trying and failing to hunt only to end up starving for a few days. She hadn't wanted to resort to fighting to earn her money, but it seemed it was all she was good at. Leaving her little other options.
Waltzing through the markets, happily chewing on her fruit she'd gaze over what the rest of the market had to over until a small weapon stall caught her eye. She had spent a while in Baska but this was her first time seeing this particular seller, meaning they were probably a travelling merchant selling wares for a blacksmith elsewhere in the country. She wasn't one for using weaponry, her father had only forced her into fistfights, but that didn't mean she couldn't learn to wield a sword or something. Sidling over she'd bite her apple again, nearly finished it now as she gazed over the various weaponry available.