[b]"Not...really?" [/b]Allereun replied. Lifting one hand, the alchemist motioned awkwardly towards the bundle of clothes on his arms. They were modest, drab, and fairly formless, but he still had to suffer odd looks from the seamstress when he purchased it. [b]"Figured you'd want more practical outfits, so...like...here?"[/b]

She still stank, of course, and that helped him a lot with keeping his own emotions in check. They had other things to do first.

Opening the door, he waved her in, before stepping inside himself, locking the door behind him while lighting a lantern with a magic-engraved flintstone. Warm light filled the aisles of magical powders, and Allereun quickly strode towards the back room. [b]"I'll heat up a bath for you. Just...chill, I guess? Maybe think up an explanation for what...that stuff even was? Would be cool, uh...N-november."[/b]