"Besides the part that involved getting somewhere else to stay? I'll stop off at a baker's stall with you tomorrow to get your bread for the day and make sure they know they have a new customer in the form of you, since I'm not buying it for you every day. It's not like slaves don't do shopping, anyway."

He snaps a cup into existence, pouring some of the wine into it and producing water to mix in to make it a little more drinkable for humans, pushing it her way. "I put out a few feelers asking about followers of Ra. Some are bound to be dead ends but one or two may turn something up."