
The lady continued to browse through the bolts of fabric, paying no mind to her poor, silent guardian until her fingers brushed over a dazzling, shining golden fabric. She lifted the cloth a little, turning to face the boredom-stricken Miqo'te and lifting the fabric toward him, sky blue eyes darting between him and the cloth several times, as if envisioning him in it. "Just think how handsome you would look!" the woman spoke at last, sweet soprano notes slipping out in a coo that one might use when doting upon a favored pet. She dropped the golden fabric where she had found it, her attention landing upon a rich and regal navy blue wool instead. Once more, she held the swatch of cloth up to the Seeker, studying it and then him intently. "Or perhaps something like this could suit you..."