"Aye, I need none too much convincing, though I suspect you might even if I did," Aria smiled, and glanced at the cat, swearing it seemed to move and turn its head, and the eyes within, like a person listening along to the conversation. Maybe moreso even than the familiars she remembered of wizards she'd known. She moved forth and the turned in the doorway of Garland's former cabin to favor Sherry with a look "As a potential customer, I would invite you to look long and thoroughly at anything about which captures thy interest. I like to think I hesitate not from such, even betimes I'm doing adventuring and pouncing up and grabbing treasures rather than buying."<br/><br/>She swirled about into the room properly, slits of her cheongsam kicking up briefly with the twirl to reveal long slices of firm fair thighs and calves. In the room, Aria wandered thoughtfully, letting her fingertips run against a wall. She was suddenly caught up in haunted musings as to the past and present nature and character of Garland, and Sara. She forced herself back to more present and pleasant thoughts, glancing to Sherry once again, "Most of the other quarters you'll find of rougher furnishing - the nature of the sort of pirates who'd give such as myself good cause to wrench such a vessel from, aye? - but to my eye, the woodwork all seemed solid. I'd nae hesitate to try my weight against this wall or that, for example." The tiefling leaned back and pressed her butt somewhat forcely against a wall, then spun about to plant the flat of her high heel against it ,and lean into the wall with her weight. The slit cheongsam fell away from the leg entirely, revealing how the leg flexed and pressed against the wall.