Azu turned to face Silme, her mouth already twisting into a scowl. "Small world indeed Sli- I mean, Silme. Have you ever considered that people would be more interested in helping you if you didn't start the conversation by insulting them?" Any was having a tough time keeping herself from physically throwing her younger classmate out of the building, like she would if she owned this shop, not the least because he wasn't a pushover, and throwing him out of anywhere would likely incur some damage. Instead she sighed and took the most expedient course to getting him out of her hair.

"Let me have a look at it," she said to Silme. "I can probably get it back to working order, free of charge."