Relena is trying not to fall into a sense of comfort or acceptance of this place. She needs to maintain her vision of home, but it's hard to stay completely broken away from things when she's gotten into a sort of routine.

At least her trips to the market serve more purpose. Geralt had the idea of visiting her to speak with traders from outside of Solvunn. She was unused to a world with such old forms of trade and travel, so it had not immediately crossed her mind, but she immediately adopted the habit of regular visits to visit stalls and speak to the other outsiders who have found themselves in Solvunn for the time being.

She perks up from the produce stall she's found herself at and turns to Yuri with a short wave of her hand.

"Of course. What did you need, Yuri?"