Valikarra runs a soft finger down the post, biting her bottom lip as her eyes skim and scan down the note. Her index finger relocates from the note onto her lips, pursing them together. She thinks about it for a while, though, right now she would need to splash gold out on a scroll. She flaps her hand in the direction of where the note is pinned up, almost as if saying forget about it. Valikarra walks away without a second thought.