Lori
Rather than wasting paper on such a simple answer, and because Vhun could not be bothered to dig out the appropriate card, she simply nodded, setting down her pencil and using her newly free hand to gesture to her coat and slacks. Even if the interior of the jacket, which Vhun thought was the prettiest part, couldn't be seen, it still was quite nice looking. Clearly she liked her job if she put in this much effort.

Her head slowly gained another tilt. It seemed like she'd identified both problem and solution in one sentence. The mothfolk gave another few pensive nods as she wrote. 

*To me it sounds as if you need to measure both thread and stitch. I do recommend prioritizing neatness over speed. If you do need a mend in the future and happen to be in the capital, please do seek me out.*

There was no point in further attempting to give directions to her place of work — which also did happen to be her home address. She knew she stood out, and asking around for a minute in the shopping district would help her more than Vhun could by writing.

*Neither of those things are bad to be skilled with.*

Vhun herself was skilled enough with a knife and lute, but was by no means a skilled combatant. She was, however, winged, and there was something to be said for evasion. Her gaze was still on the amulet. How interesting.
James
Ioan: "I suppose you are probably right, I might need to measure both more. I am not one that is patient with a needle. I rather be done with it quickly." *Iona was okay with saying that she had no patience with a needle. It was nice seeing someone else's talent though with such a thing.*

"Your a very amazing seamstress, I can see you put a lot into your own designs and it has paid off spendedly. May I ask what part you are most proud of with your design? I know some say the jewels one might add or the way the colors match. But I'm sure you have one part you are most proud off."

*She would nod as she thought of going to their place, it would be easier but was also one place she couldn't go herself.* "If I ever male it to the capital I will be sure to seek you out, even if not to mend something but to see your place. I have yet to see any capital just villages around different capitals." 

"I spend most of my year in the forest so being skilled with a weapon is needed. Plus I find many good furs that seamstresses like to use during the winter months. If you ever are looking for something I can maybe find you one." 

*Though not all cared to use furs all the time the few winter months did help for sales, especially since she knew where to hit to not damage a pelt so she had usually a good pelt when it came to selling them. Callused hands from bow and violin alike, she wouldn't look like a princess and she didn't really feel like one either. Eventually she would just travel and be a musician, she had no home to go back to anyways. Though she would still rub her amulet, the small glow was a warmth that came from her familiar trying to comfort her. She didn't let them out during the day as a fire cat usually drew attention she didn't want to have.*
Lori
The mothfolk's wings gave a little buzz, one that could either be interpreted as happiness or irritation, depending on how Iona had elected to read her face. Her antennae gave a little twitch as she thought, one hand tapping the end of her pencil against her book. She really was running out of space. She rubbed the heel of her hand across her previous writing.

*Of this? The fit of the coat. For my wings and arms.*

She slid the pouch held in her lower set of hands back into her bag. She was half-tempted to unbutton her jacket to show the dyed interior, but held off. Such an action was potentially a bit rude, especially given that her shirt beneath was not the most modest thing. It was designed to be more of an undergarment to both avoid the slightly rough fabric of her jacket rubbing on her bare skin and to keep the jacket from looking lumpy.

Instead of unbuttoning the jacket, Vhun simply gave a quick look around, then turned, spreading her wings. The back of the jacket, now that it wasn't hidden by those wings, was just a bit more complex than it had appeared to be. Rather than a solid back, a row of buttons parallel to Vhun's shoulders held a slender strip of fabric in place between her wings. It appeared that this was able to be unfastened to make the removal of her wings a bit easier, given that she now had a wide opening to pull them through rather than a pair of slits. Aside from the modifications for her wings, the jacket had a second pair of shoulders and two sets of pockets at slated heights, apparently for both sets of hands.

She spun back around and refolded her wings after a minute, giving a little humming click that perhaps made it clear she was rather pleased with herself.

Back to writing.

*What do you hunt?*

She was curious now. Not all fur was of the same value, but she was more than interested in purchasing good fur.

*I would be interested in buying some, which is why I ask.*

This was scrawled quickly, almost as an afterthought.
Kelli
"Oh that is quite amazing how you were able to make such a jacket. I would be proud of that type of work too. Your wings are exquisite as well, I haven't seen wings like yours before but I also have not met more than a few mothfolk before." 

*She would have tried to notice as much details of the jacket as she could before she couldn't see it anymore. It really was great to see such an amazing artist with a needle.* "You have it so you can easily remove your wings and than some extra pockets."

"Oh I hunt anything, a rabbit, fox, squirrels, sometimes bigger game like deer, bear. I have hunted most of it before so I can go for anything you want for a fur. It might take a few days to get though." *She would shrug as she didn't mind taking requests on what to get. It just took time to find a mark. She would hold up a hand for a moment as she thought for a moment. Digging in her own bag before she would pull out a notebook. They could use it if they wanted to as she would hold it out.*