Damien turned towards the door as the doorway was taken up by a figure with long braided red hair.  He mulled over her question; it was too important a sounding one to leave to his own decision making skills.  He cast a look at the dice in his hand and flicked them across the table:<br/><br/>Roll Result: Priest rolled: 2d6<br/>Comment: Can Damien assist?<br/>Result: 3, 1,<br/>Total: 4<br/><br/>The total was low, seemingly he couldn’t assist; at least not yet, best left to the capable store staff.  Damien smiled as Ally reappeared from out the back of the shop and watched as the small confectionary creation responded to her voice with immense interest.<br/><br/>“Another of these would be perfect; thank you.” he tapped the empty glass before him.  He followed the other figure as she skipped out of the door; giving a small half embarrassed wave with his hand.