Hyrstmill? [so she is Eorzean, after all- or it seems a safe assumption, at least. She's not too sure what the girl means by upgrading her spear, but that does sound a more convenient idea than constantly swapping pieces out…]

Perhaps- but this world doesn't allow us to swap quite as easily as we do back home. But- we could arrange something, if you wish… [she's kind of uneasy about it, but then she got into trouble when she was young and made it through. And if she keeps an eye on things, then perhaps it'll turn out better than it would otherwise…

She stoops, holding out the potion.]

Meanwhile- perhaps you could hold onto this for me. [you know. in case something goes wrong.]