'What a miserable set of choices to be faced with!'
It wasn't that she didn't know what to pick. It was that she couldn't pick any of them.
The ring was nice, something she'd dream of having, but it was too much trouble. Cedric Howell was dead, the ring was lost, and the Blazefire Hunters had lost a huge number of Crystal Cores and people. It would be a miracle if they *didn't* go all out to get the ring back. Besides, Marcus Monroe had done most of the work, so she didn't have the gall to choose it.
The supplies... they were good things too, of course.
But other than the Crystal Cores, she had no place to store the weapons, medicine, food, and clothes, nor any way to sell them. Aside from taking a small amount for personal use, the rest would just sit around and rot.
'What a truly sad state of affairs.'
