[color=D6CC88][u][b]Galloway[/b][/u]

The child nodded agreement with Nymira's assessment of who might want to get rid of Cecil.  It made sense to her.  Why would anyone want to get rid of someone they cared about?  They just wouldn't.  Amuné frowned when the Dimuran called Ethan an idiot.  That wasn't very kind of her.  Not that the woman was /wrong/, really, but she could have been nicer about it.  Nothing useful would come of arguing about it, though, so the girl held her tongue.  By then Ethan was back as well, full of cheer.  Amuné smiled up at him and slipped her hand into his.

The shop had a variety of useful things, tents and jackets and food for the journey.  Amuné wanted to get some vegetables that would last a while without much hassle, and a pot, so they could make soup or stew on the trip.  Her daddy always said that was a good way to make the most of what you had on the road.  She was glad to see Nymira taking her advice and changing some of her gold for silver and copper.  No sense in asking for trouble, after all.  Once they were finished shopping, Ethan somehow wrapped it all up and slung it on his back.

"Time to go back to Norman's, right?" Amuné asked, before starting in that direction.  She wasn't sure if they'd start travelling that afternoon.  It was getting late, and it might be better to wait until morning.  Besides, she'd really enjoy sleeping in a bed.  It would be a nice change from the ground, even if they did have bedrolls now.

The girl pulled open the door of the mechanic's shop, making the little bell on it ring brightly.  "Norman?  We're back!" she called, looking around for the man.  She was eager to get done with business so they could either get started on their way, or relax.[/color]