The laundry racks are new! Everywhere she's ever lived has just had wizards for laundry.

"Okay, let me think." She starts counting off spells on her fingers. "Priests can do underwater breathing — there's one at first circle that only lasts a few minutes, or a longer version at third. Protection from burns is also doable, assuming they're, uh, fire burns, that one's also got a couple different ways it can work but the more reliable one is at third. There's a couple different spells that might work to keep the venom fresh but I don't know for sure, I've never heard of them being used for that specifically. Sabotaging the machines is... probably doable? But it'd depend on how the machines work."

She pauses for a moment. "Uh, and then — reading minds and looking like other people are both things some priests of Calistria can do but not me specifically. The one for looking like other people is first circle, reading minds is second, but I don't think Disguise Self can do voices. I don't think it's possible to make blasting jelly with magic — or, actually, if it's called jelly because you can eat it it might be possible, I'm not sure either way."

She holds out her hand. "And Guidance is also touch-range."

"Blasting jelly is edible. Once." He snickers. ".... But no. We don't know how it's made. We know it involves sulfur and that's about it."

He holds out his hand.

"Guidance."

And then there's a sense of — something he could reach for, if he needed to be just a little smarter or faster or stronger. It can't give him skills he doesn't have, it won't make the difference between a catastrophic failure and a rousing success, but it could give him the little boost he needs to narrowly succeed at something when he'd otherwise have narrowly failed.

"Huh."

He ponders for a bit, then pulls a knife out from a hidden holster and does a trick with it, spinning it across and between his fingers.

"...Huh. Useful for critical moments, like taking down sentries. Not so much when you can afford to do things slow, careful, and right. Well, maybe things that need to go right. Like mixing blasting jelly if we knew how."

Nod. "It's worse for anything slow, it only lasts a minute at most. —There's some things where it works to just have a priest cast it on someone over and over and over until they're done, but not if it's the sort of thing where someone casting a spell on you would be too distracting."

Onto the planning room.

"We've got maps and sketches and records in here. I mean, we're kind of running out of parchment like everything else, but there's notes on the garrison and such. We take turns putting on a nice downtrodden disguise and doing chores and labor in town. It's really hard to overhear anything good. We're trying to save resources and keep suspicions low to do something decisive, but it was getting old fast."