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"Thank you!" she gave the tailor a smile. Slipping slender fingers into the leather and metal she eyed them critically. Well, it would never be fashion, but hopefully she would never bleed all over the mending again. She followed him across the shop, peeking at the pile of leathers he found. "I like these two colors." she said eventually, pointing to the red and near-black leathers. "Either of them would please me."

She paused. "Actually, make it the dark one, please. The red would be a bit too flashy, and it would reflect the dirt a bit much." she flushed at her vanity. "And what cost will it be running for the gloves?"

Grain in leather? Well, she'd take the tailor at his word, she knew nothing about hides. "The more support the better. I'm trying to get something to keep my hands from getting too calloused." she held out the sad-looking pieces of flesh for his perusal. Some of the callouses were old, along her fingers from her instruments, but along her palms were red, throbbing sores.

His price made her bite her lip. She had the marks, but having to pay out three of them was a lot of money. Oh, the gloves would certainly be worth it, but she'd never spent that much on such a small item! She pulled out the first of the three, passing it over to Kita with a nod. "And how much would you like for the thimbles?" she looked over at Folen. "One of each sort for the both of us."

Kita offers a light grin. He nods a bit and takes a quick look at her hands. "Alright I'll increase the padding for the palms. That must be uncomfortable though, have you seen a healer for something?" Surely they had a kind of balm for soothing calluses, right? They must, with so much work to be done all the time.

He looks thoughtful for just a moment. "The thimbles are fairly cheap actually, I could let them go for an eighth mark for all four." A quick nod, and he settles on it. "Yes, that should be about right. I usually buy them in larger amounts and the price is always different depending on where they were made." He never did really understand why, the materials and skills used were the same.

Folen rubbed his chin as he thought about what else they might need. As candidates they really didn't need a whole lot. The gloves were handy as were the thimbles but was there anything else? "Hmm, you know a spare mending kit for each of us might be a good thought. I know we can borrow mending supplies from the drudges. They are generally happy to help if they know it means we are going to be saving them work. But it would be handy to have our own kits."

((OOC: I really have no idea what would be a reasonable amount. XD Or how they store them. Would they have something like spools do you think? I'll be happy to change anything needing changing.))

Folen thought about the kit he had gotten from the drudges. Mostly they just kept a few small packets of basic colors. White, gray, and black. The fancier dyed threads were too costly to keep in a mending kit.

"I think there were two each of white black and gray. There are several needles of various lengths to deal with the different fabrics. One large needle for leather and heavy fabrics. Two medium sized needles for more moderate fabrics and one small needle for fine detail work." Tapping the side of his head in thought the candidate continued thinking out loud. "Oh and I shouldn't forget one curved darning needle. It comes in very handy at times."

Kita turns thoughtful to that, giving a nod. "That isn't too poor a supply. I'm not sure I'd be able to find needles this moment to put together a mending set. But, by the time you return to pick up your gloves I will have them. WOuld that suit you?" Which reminded him, he really did need a better way to keep his shop organized so that he could find things easier.

Once that is said though, he turns to Jada again. "I do need to take measurements of your hands though so the gloves are made the right size. Would you care to have a seat on the bench?"

The girl moved over to the bench, plopping down with a smile. "Do you need me to stretch out my fingers or anything?" she asked, flexing her hands and eying them critically.

Her nails were dirty, and her palms rather did look a little bit of meat. Perhaps she should go pay a visit to one of the healers after this, just to make sure nothing got infected. She'd been so busy she'd been neglecting her limbs, except for keeping them clean of basic dirt. That would be very bad, if something happened to her hands.