Nobody particularly answers, Noriko's Will standing, and seeming to summon clothes from nowhere. Rather common looking clothes for a laborer, sling top, vest, and pants, but made of slightly better looking (if unknown to Noriko) material than a common worker would be able to afford. She just takes a spot behind her boss, looking perhaps for a ledger or something to hold on to.<br/><br/>The elder Will just shakes his hand. "Bit of both, considering my age and power. That just now, was it." He rotates his joints, as if making sure they still work. "It's part our gift, and part theirs. Although given that it appeared here, a few others might deign to make appearances."