"Oh, I miss my little Kim dearly..." The old woman lamented, clearly not paying any attention to what Shio herself was saying. As Shio began to explain herself, she started to fidget around the small counter that she was hunched over behind, briefly disappearing underneath the desk before retreiving another key, very similar to the one Shio had already gotten, but a dark black in colour.

"Do you have anything to trade, dearie? This was a shop, once, back when little Kim could help out... Oh, we had the finest stock... Suzuno herself made my blades, you know? We used to have a shop in Orin, my little Kim and I..." The old woman began again, turning around to grab the box that was on the shelf as she did so. She placed it on the desk, looking longingly out of a window that no longer existed.

"If you can find my little Kim, you can have the box. It has some of Suzuno's knives! Nobody ever came to buy them, not after little Kim went off to war..."