Shop for clothes.

"Am I cheating on Luna by visiting a different seamstress?" you ask.

"Perhaps you will simply have to make it up to her, in any way she wishes," responds Nyllia.

The shop ahead is more house than store. Not only is it rather small for the standards of a public place for shopping, but even for a place someone would live within. Regardless, it's quite charming, and lovely from the outside. The rooftop is bright red, and the wood that makes up the exterior walls is pale. Along the two windows adjacent to the front door are beds of daisies. There's a sign at the start of the stone pathway to the entrance labelled, "Mice and Comfy," above a picture of a yarn spool.

"This is a shop?" asks Xiaoqing.

"It does not get as much business as many others," explains Nyllia. "And it is but one individual who runs it. Yet I trust her more than any other seamstress in Avana."

"Ah I see. It's like how some of the best places to eat are the small, independent places which are easily missed."

"You're fitting in rather quickly, Xiaoqing," you say.

It's strange. She reacts, though with a delay, and a hint of discomfort. She isn't used to hearing her own name anymore, especially out in the open. But then she brushes a hand back through her hair, and returns your words with a smile. "I suppose," she says before turning ahead to follow your guide once again, onward to Mice and Comfy.

When Nyllia opens the door, it isn't a bell or chime that welcomes your arrival, but the sound of a small creature squeaking. After entering, you look over to see a small stone mouse pointed directly at the doorway. As it detects motion, its eyes flash green, and the sound is emitted. The shop itself is rather organized despite its size. Various sewing instruments are set up on tables, and a thin wooden room divider rests near the far corner. A door past leads to presumably the rest of the owner's home.

Speaking of which, a woman stands ahead, but your neck is **** to tilt towards the floor. She's hardly a few feet tall! Currently, she's sweeping--broom proportionate to her height--though she stops the moment the door sensor alerts her to customers. There's surprise on her face. It's likely she wasn't expecting anyone today, especially given the queen's speech this evening.

Large, round ears pop up from a head of golden hair. Within it are several different sewing pins, either set there for later, or forgotten. A thin tail weaves out from a pair of overalls, which she wears over a pale green shirt. It's a squeakin! The adorable little mouse opens her mouth in a gasp, perfectly timed with the sensor once again squeaking as Xiaoqing enters behind you.

"L-Lady Tesgella!" shouts the owner. She hustles her tiny legs over and embraces the elf's left leg.

"It is lovely to see you again, Bippie," Nyllia responds.

After releasing her, the squeakin steps back. "That dress of yours. It's outstanding! Where did you get it?"

"It was crafted by the talented hands of Luna, a good friend of mine back at Castle Phoenix."

"Fascinating. I--" She looks to you and Xiaoqing, and then hustles back again. She bows her head politely. "Apologies. My name is Bippie. It's good to meet you, friends of Lady Tesgella. How may I be of service?"

"Good to meet you. I'm Kyle," you say.

"... Ah. I'm--Well, my name is Xiaoqing," says the girl beside you.

Nyllia chuckles. "We would like to spend some time this morning browsing some of your wares."

"Ooh. I thought for sure I wouldn't see a soul today," says Bippie. "In fact, I was just gonna close up shop. But now that you're here, take your time! If you need anything, let me know. Maybe I can even take a closer look at that dress, hmm?"