About to start on another song, Lee opened her mouth, her hand that reached for a new thread stopping short as she heard a familiar voice. "[color=00aeef]Blin! Always a pleasure to see you so early on in the day[/color]," she said as she paused, sticking the needle into the pincushion before standing and brushing down her pants, the burgundy fabric splattered with white and blue flowers that glittered in the sunlight. "[color=00aeef]Paints...Kelari..ah yes, one moment please[/color]," she said, heading to the back of her shop and searching through the organised clutter, humming under her breath as she did so. Eventually she did find the paints. Brilliant shades that she'd worked hours on perfecting. Handing them to Blin the woman smiled. "[color=00aeef][color=00aeef]Thank you. I was wondering though, if perhaps you could find out for me if anyone is carrying light blue thread? I'm in dire need of some. Two to three spools will do[/color][/color]," she said, thinking aloud but stopping herself, not wanting to ramble on and on. She had a tendency to do so. Lee eyed Blin with slight curiosity, always having found the boy to be both amusing and interesting. As for the name Kelari, she'd heard it spoken a few times. The woman was responsible for beautiful artwork that graced the body. Lee's eyes fell to her own hands just a moment, leaving and looking back up to the young man almost instantly. Though she could do good work with those hands, they were battered and scarred and if Lee were to ever get a tattoo, it would probably be one that covered her hands. Starting at her fingers and fading out towards her elbow. But that would only bring more attention to the marred flesh and that was something Lee definitely did not want.

When Blin left Lee exhaled, returning to her place in front of her shop, picking up the needle and starting her work again. Later in the day she'd have to work on a hair ornament and a few rings. Rings were the trickiest business, the gems so little and easily lost at the smallest jerk of the hand. When she was taking a break from the embroidery she worked on the rings first, eyes narrowed in concentration and her short hair tucked behind her ears so it wouldn't get in her way. That she did inside the shop, in front of the window though, wringing her left hand and shaking her hair out as she finished the smaller ring. Perhaps it was for a bride. That would be sweet, Lee thought to herself as she admired the gems chosen. They sat and shone brightly, the band gold and the gems a pale green mixed with deep purple. Precious stones Lee had been asked to crack out of a boulder the size of her head earlier that week. The effort and the new cuts on her forearm and fingers were worth it, though Lee should start looking for a solution to that slight clumsiness.