Kire chuckled softly. “There were some familiar bits, but [i]gods[/i] it was a lot. Maybe if you charm Bolym enough he’d be able to help more.” A long shot, of course. “I could ask for advice back home, too, if I ever find the time.” She glanced, curious, at the door where the men and the botanist had disappeared to. “Two days to get what we need, and after that investigate while everyone is busy with the wedding. Oh! Weddings. That’s something else Amria has in common with this place. I’m sure the rituals are quite different, as they are in my home. There are arranged marriages and marriages between people who love each other. Plus many strategic marriages, if you’re a person of any importance.” She wrinkled her nose at that.

The men and the botanist emerged, with the men rattling off instructions which the woman had most likely already heard a hundred times before. Still, she nodded along and bowed her head politely, still with the cheerful smile on her face, until the men had finally left. Once they were out of sight, the botanist let out a deep sigh, wiped her brow, and bounced back towards Ruli and Kire. Before Kire could put in a question she was off again, but thankfully coming back with a piece of parchment and, presumably, instructions, which Kire couldn’t read. “It’s the least I can do for you poor babies,” she remarked, and Kire flashed her a smile.
“Maybe, perhaps, save us the coin, too?” she asked the botanist in as sweet a voice as was possible for her. The botanist laughed and shook her head, though she did concede to give them a small discount. 

“Well, I gave it a try,” Kire said, shrugging, as they left the shop with the supplies in tow. “I am not the best at sweet-talking at all.” [i]Mostly because I didn’t really need to for the better part of my life,[/i] Kire thought a little sheepishly. As soon as they went back outside, the smells of food cooking nearby. “Ah. Reminds me, I promised Ysaryn I’d bring her some fish and squid,” Kire declared. “Have you ever seen a royal wedding?”