[She watches him expectantly as he lists them off for her, her honesty giving away in her expression her incurious opinion on the shooting game(hmph projectiles, she's not an Archer here), the goldfish(fish are only good for eating), before predictably animating at the mention of a test of strength.
She quickly downs the last bit left in her mug, and sets it on the bench as she hops up from the latter. Everything else is still gathered up in her arms; she'll naturally let Zelgadis hold onto it when they get to where they need to be]