Sabé arched an eyebrow. "Well, nothing is wrong with but...standing out here - not exactly something you want to do. Unless you want to die," she paused, mostly for dramatic effect. "And I don't think you want die."
"Sh...shopping?" she wrinkled her nose. Sabé never had been much of a girly, girl. When the other handmaidens got excited about fashion, she stayed behind to train.
But then, this would be the perfect opportunity to get to know more about this Lizzie, who apparently looked like her. "Alright, let's go shopping..." she paused, wishing she knew the other's name, instead she offered a smile.