As the trailers had already been in use, her moving her own things would be far more useful than using magic to do it- not that it couldn't be done, just it was unnecessary while they were still in Rome. Kennet did not answer the comment as it had obviously not been a question.
A flat expression on his face, he took a sip of his drink- the burnt red liquid smelled strongly of minerals, pine, and an uncertain dull sweet scent. He had no issue looking her in the eyes, no care or discomfort many felt under his own gaze. "It will fade by tomorrow. The only side effect is one you will not notice, so you need not worry about it."
Kennet ran his finger over his lip in thought before returning to his drink.