It's been quite a while since the two had gone out, just the two of them. It was almost surreal for Grisaia as he moved to and fro, conversing with several different merchants to get what they needed. Things almost felt like they were going back to normal...but unfortunately, something had been tugging at the blonde's mind; something he just couldn't let go and that the Mistress knew he couldn't let go as well.
Grisaia tried not to let it get to him as it would just ruin the moment, but as he found himself rowing the boat - he really should have thought through who should have stayed with him and who should have guarded the household, but oh well - slowly in hopes of not jostling their tools or the Mistress to much, the thought eventually began to eat away as his everlasting patience.
"Yeah, I've never done this myself...I hope we can get something good to share with the others." He commented as he paused his rowing to roll up his sleeves, resuming a few seconds after. As Vertti continued with an apology, the rabbit found himself staring down at his lap rather than looking at where he was taking them.
He was never one to doubt anything that Mistress said, but something just didn't feel right.
"Adventures? Nothing special in particular." He could only hope she wasn't hanging out with the wrong kind of people. "I talked to Lady Mie at least once ever other day. We even went out some places." But why hadn't she said anything to him about the situation? Did she not trust him? "Other than that, most of my time was spent looking for you." He said as his rowing slowed to a complete halt at this point. He needed to know, not some excuse that'd keep him quiet.
"I...I know you said that I didn't need to worry about that whole situation, but I feel like you're hiding something from me. Please, if there's anything else you haven't told me, let me at least know that no one's out there wanting to hurt you because of this." Grisaia pressed, keeping his gaze on their equipment as he already started assembling the fishing hooks and putting together the bait. He hadn't planned on moving the boat anymore until he's a least gotten some kind of answer.
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"Why thank you! It's a pleasure to meet you, Mie." Eiko grinned, allowing all of her pearly white teeth to flash for a moment before disappearing behind her lips. She could practically feel herself melting at the compliments thrown her way, but it wasn't like she was going to stop her unless things got hairy. But trying out clothes and possibly making a new friends, she was totally down for that.
She could only watch intently as the purple fox grabbed the necessary tools to do a fitting. She'd probably need a place to actually change, it probably being the back of Mie's cart seeing how things were going. Eiko was never the type to really wear clothes that she hadn't made herself, so nervousness was slowly starting to settle in.
"N-No you're totally fine, I use to be pretty bad at it too, but I think I got a bit better. I must ask though, how did you get all of these clothes, they must have been pretty expensive?" Eiko chimed in as she looked down at her own attire with proud grin. Her clothes had be pleasant enough to catch Mie's attention, right? But if she was able to accumulate this much clothing, wouldn't it have been better to save it up for herself? "Yeah, I could definitely see how you feel. Making and selling things to other people is always pretty sketchy, especially since you don't know exactly what they want." The dove hummed in agreement before the nervousness from before ceased to exist as she found herself staring at the dress that would be fitted to her size. Not only was it a very pretty color, it was just her style too! Gods, Eiko hoped she hadn't been drooling.
"I-It's...it's so beautiful! You're really gonna fit it for me?" Eiko questioned as she smoothed down what she had on now so that the measurements would be a bit more accurate. While the dress itself had been pretty in every possible way, she was mostly afraid that her wings would get in the way of it all.