she's the kind of girl you can never please
Most of the shoppers part ways for Hotaru, though it's always a toss-up as to why. Respect, intimidation, pity. Hotaru has long stopped caring. If it means Alys can keep comfortable pace without being jostled, all the better. "Oh, yes! Well then I have the perfect spot in mind. Do you mind meat?" Caido - and especially Halo - is not exactly the most vegan and vegetarian friendly place, but Hotaru has found the highest count to be those more attuned to nature like the Fae and their fellows. The stall she seeks is at the end of a block of sellers, and luckily this one is open-air and quite visible to shoppers. Makes sense given they sell gloves, which most newcomers need quickly. Hotaru gestures Alys closer, and steers her to the higher quality leather ones on one corner of the booth to cut down on time spent perusing. "They have small, medium, large, and extra large for fit - the rest will be entirely your preference. Different linings, seams, grip...best way to explore is to try them on." Hotaru often avoided any with palm seams due to her weapon choices, and was a fan of blinkhare lining, but every person had different tastes. "I can stay with you or go pick up some under layers while you shop. Up to you."
Hotaru
