<strong>Mayu</strong><br/><br/>The best place to go shopping, of course, is Arcadia...wherein dwell Shop Foxes, among other entities, and many delights to the eye (as well as detriments to the budget).  So in among getting foodstuffs and crafting supplies, you find your eye being drawn to a smallish shop off to one side which is being, er, Fox'd by a little kid of uncertain gender, probably while an older sibling or parent attends to some manner of business.  The name of the shop is Little Treasures, and by all accounts it's a junk store full of odds and ends.  Most unseasonably, the primary theme seems to be Valentine's Day and White Day, all rolled into one.<br/><br/>The child looks up from the sales desk inside, at which they are clearly trying to nap, and their two Fox ears twitch a bit.  Wide golden eyes regard you through the pane glass, the child's head tilting to one side in a curious manner.  Then one tiny hand steals under the counter and with a buzz and a click, the door swings open as if to invite you inside.<br/><br/>"<em>That</em>," a certain skinny She-elf says, from beside you, "sounds like permission.  Shall we see what they have to offer?"<br/><br/>Natassya, right?  The one who was hanging around on that rooftop and apparently encouraged Rinley to borrow your new brassiere.  Your brand new, fancy, rather expensive brassiere.  She smiles up at you, her hand resting gently on the forearm carrying your shopping basket, looking almost like a close friend escorting you about.  And you're pretty sure she wasn't there a few minutes ago!<br/><br/>"I owe you an apology, Mask-crafter.  I had not thought my spoken thought would result in such embarrassment for you.  Or indeed anyone else.  But Rinleys are excitable creatures, aren't they?  And I ought to have considered their legacy before I openly wondered how I'd look if I were as blessed as you."<br/><br/>