The massive pugilist gave the area a once-over before engaging the leather merchant. Window shopping, mostly. Getting an eye for prices for when he returned. Speaking with a craftsman about a bit of custom work was one thing, but Keystone didn't want to needlessly advertise that he was carrying a good amount of coin. 

After noting an acceptable pair of reliable metal-shod boots at Zhek's at might fit him, Keystone noted the asking price, thanked the man for his time, and moved to his intended destination. The once about gave him the opportunity to scope Kai's place before approaching, seeing if anyone shady was hanging about, etc. 

"Ey, ain't meaning to interrupt your work there... a Lady Saran sent me to find you, if your name's Kai. Says you're the best at what you do, won't bleed me dry, neither." 

Keystone removed his hand from his pocket, only partially exposing his rather full moneypurse. After tapping it with his thumb, sounding a quiet but beautiful clink of worked platinum and gold tapping against one another. The sweet but brief music of purchase and sale concluded with Keystone slipping the bag back into his pocket, hand still resting atop. 

I've got need of a master's hand at leatherwork, y'see. Looking for reinforced hide with maximum protection and unfettered freedom of movement. I've got specifics if'n you've got the time, sir."