The corners of Ayem's mouth went back to their usual little peaks. Pointy though she was, Mary had her charms. Ayem wondered who the girl's absent lamb might be. Words meant things, sometimes.

[color=fff79a]"Alright, let's get food,"[/color] she conceded. [color=fff79a]"And a... Flying thingy. But you [i]definitely[/i] need more than two things,"[/color] Ayem added quickly, suddenly on her feet again the moment Mary came close enough to hold on. She could only take so much from up close, and Mary's breath made her seriously consider the prospect of having just picked up a young dragon. 

Ayem would have thrown the girl into the river if she could, but she didn't have the upper body strength and she doubted it would help, anyway. What Mary needed was an industrial steam bath. Or at least a carwash.

...Yes, a carwash. [color=fff79a][i]Hmmm.[/i][/color]

[color=fff79a]"You need new clothes,"[/color] said the tall lady promptly, leading Mary down the street with her index finger. She'd passed a groceries fabricator somewhere not far from here and Mary seemed quite capable of keeping up on her little legs. [color=fff79a]"And... Whatever pills you take. And a bath. Because if we find a bunny on the way, we want to be its friend, and bunnies like clean, healthy girls."[/color]

Ayem caught a glance.

[color=fff79a]"...But okay, candy first,"[/color] she appended in haste. A glass door slid open before them, and suddenly they were in the white light wash of a modern supermarket.

Screens flickered their catalogs, and the giant printers' buzz was soon nothing but background noise.