She reached over to take his hand, interlacing her fingers with his, before smiling up at the clerk. "Good afternoon. I was hoping you had any travel garb in my size?"
The man smiled. "I'm sure we can find something."
The attendant led her back to a changing room to select from.
Merwyn cheerfully helped her sift through the clothing and chose a few items to take in, including a soft but sturdy red cloak.
While the shopkeep wasn't paying attention, he even whispered to her, "Red is your color~"
He then placed the cloak around her shoulders, his hand lingering there to stroke the material, before stepping back and nodding to himself with satisfaction.
The salesclerk checked her out.
They bid goodbye to the clerk.
Merwyn popped the hood on her cloak up as they left the store, then rubbed his chin and mused aloud, "now to find that snack~"
