"A month?" She blinked, frowned, then quickly tried to smooth her expression back to neutrality. "I-I mean...I was planning on just seeing if there's a r-room for rent at the inn, I...didn't have many plans aside from that."
She really was just passing through--or had intended to, at any rate. She supposed that depended on this...negotiation.
Trying to make her voice a little more firm, she continued, "A m-month of potion making for my safety--you mean my safety for the month? Otherwise that's a ch-cheat, and I think you know that."