The Tailor accepted the card, eyes flicking back to their companion. They tried a smile, sliding the card into their bag. "I will keep you in mind. And if I see your companion, I'll trust you're likely not too far to reach."

It was not often they received such a compliment. They tried to take it to heart. Even so, when they looked back to their notes, it was with a newfound skepticism.

Their pen raised and they nearly scratched the whole thing out, but finally thought better of it. Instead, the Tailor chose to lay a long line of separation underneath the notes, and they began again.

As a small afterthought, they added, "I hope all will be well."