She so very helpfully gives him a little wave of her fingers, that is her response to all of those concerns. No promises.

Because he was about to be in for a shock, that was for sure.

Her choices from the other end are a bit odder. Its clothes, sure. Was it anywhere near as put together as he seems to find? No. Definitely not that. Pants, shirt, belts, knives, pots of what seem to be painted, hrm - not quite Crimson Raider, sorry Roland. But good enough to put him where he needed to be unnoticed. That as she waits for him to come back from picking, she appears to be... trashing. Using the long edge of her nails to wear holes into. Then when it's not quite right, she uses her teeth, biting into some now worn threads and ripping at with that terrifying bite strength.

Giving him a sunny expression like he had absolutely nothing to worry about. "Ready to go?"