It had taken her quite a while to travel along from all the way back in the guild hall to come down to Magnolia, but having free range to do so without even having to tell anyone felt more natural to her again. It was really enjoyable compared to being sent places for work related things only. Even then, it wasn't like it didn't still happen as a Laughing Coffin mage, but it just like never happened nearly as much as one would think it would have. Out of all the choices that she could have made to go places and be a part of something, she was happier than a pig rolling around in freshly made mud to be considered a member there. It wasn't as though she didn't miss being a Rune Knight, hell it was her dream to become one and though she did, her experiences led her to have to leave for now. And well when all was said and done, one day she would hope they would take her back, but only when she was ready to join in again. Going in too soon would be a bad idea, kinda like sticking a fork into an electrical socket.
Except in Sasha's case... She could enjoy a good meal out of it with that lacrima stuck inside her morpher the way it was. "Watch where you're going, will ya?" The sudden deep voice popped the bubble in Sasha's thoughts as the red head had apparently bumped into him. Being in a crowded town wasn't really her forte honestly. The habit of her farm, her guild, and walking herself from place to place let her think on things all the time and that's exactly what she did. Things she hardly had control over bothered her though, but not enough to let them sit and grow into bigger issues. However, she'll settle those correctly in due time...
Honestly, there was little reason why she had even come to Magnolia of all places. It was a bit of a last minute trip, but she had gone on the notion of just saying screw it and headed out. Being the type of Mage she was, she wasn't worried at all about clean clothes. At whim she could freely put on something new so there was always that. Somehow, something piqued her interest to go try. A rather large looking shop that had several long, flowing dresses on rather curvy mannequins sitting up front in extra lighting. Normally, someone as careless about being "fancy" would just blow past it, but this time she felt rather compelled to go inside. She first pulled on the sides of her jacket top to pull it forward some more and then opened the door and entered. Her eyes widened at the luxurious types of clothing, dresses and outfits alike hung on walls, racks, and being tried on by others. Slowly walking around with an idol mind and awe like a child, Sasha paused at a rack and bent down to look at a dress, lifting up before her hat caught on the top of a hanger and knocked it down. It bounced several times before it would stop on the top of a woman's foot. The farm girl would trace its movements until it made its stop and would reach down to pull it off of the woman's foot. "Sorry bout that, I usually got better control of things. Just one of them days, I suppose." She said, chuckling in hopes the person also had a sense of humor.