Last time she wore something that their captors provided for her, it was a sheriff's badge and all she got in return was some insensible clothing. The boots she appreciates , and the jacket is stylish, but the 'jeggings' as Mr Barnes had called them? She's not sure she wants to risk what the powers that be would give her this time.

At least the sashes could be used as bandages if it all turns to a bloodbath. Or scarves, for any chillier weather.

Benedict seems to pause mid-way through his statement, but then he continues and she gives him a little smile for it. Thank you.

"Now you see, love, poetry is a versatile, useful sort of thing. Although bein' forced to memorize it does sound a bit ghastly, dependin' on your teachers' tastes."