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"Well not nessesarily around here I guess, I just supposed you would want to live in the same town as your mother." He opened the door for them as they headed to the tailor. "Alk sized? Do you really think?" He grinned, flattered that he was large enough to warrant such an abode. He peered at the buildings around him with a warm curiosity. That was a cute house as was that one over there.

He had never been fitted for clothes before, well besides his own mother. It would prove to be a most interesting experience for him. He wondered if Ime would choose the fabric for him, it was her after all who would see him in it why not?

"A cloak, two shirts and perhaps some longer pants?" He asked, gazing at Ime inquiringly, "Do you think that will be warm enough?" At least they were not residing in Zena for the moment. He dug in a pocket for some coins, he probably had enough but he had never bought clothes before. The shop was rather fascinating with the accoutrements of a seamstress and tailor, quite interesting.

The coins he had gotten from the war effort for his service, a patron had left many leafling warriors with a little extra coin in their pockets.

Thorn looked down at his handful of coins. He could not pay for it all with coins won solely from legitimate work. And he would not spend those anymore unless they were in desperate desperate need. "How much for the cloak the pants and one shirt?" He asked, holding his handful of coin out to Enfalda, "Will this cover it?" He would not ask for Ime's help in this, the clothing was for him after all. He would have to find work, to restore his coffers soon. Perhaps someone needed wood or other heavy labor that was simply easier when you were blessed with giant size as he was.

Thorn nodded satisfied and pocketed the rest of the money, and demurely followed the woman to be measured. He looked a little concernedly at Ime, he wasn't used to being touched by any woman but her and his own mother. So he stood stock still while he was examined. But the lady was gentle. "I am yes, not exactly sure why I was chosen to be so tall but well it has its perks."

Eventually the measurments were all taken and he relaxed a little and scooted back to Ime the moment he was free. It was safer over there, less chance of needle pokes as it were.

"Well my dear if you sew clothes like you sew people back together then I will be most honored to wear what you make." He nodded at the seamstress, "Thank you."

He followed his woman out, lead by the hand out into the brisk air. Ime was going to make him something to keep him warm, she was very kind and this was evidence she cared for him. But she was a caring woman his Ime. He adored her for it.

"Thank you Ime, I know next to nothing about it, sewing..fabric all of it." He waved a hand encompassing it all, while the other hand massaged hers with his thumb.

"Of course," this was it, the talk, but oddly he wasn't worried so much. "Perhaps that field over there the tight scrabble of bushes may give us some cover."

They walked and he swallowed any nerves, ladies liked to talk about..stuff. He had already promised to provision himself honestly and thieve for the benefit of the less fortunate..so there were few other ...topics. Ahem.

Conveniently there was a rock handy. "A seat for you my lady." Perhaps not the most comfortable but better then standing, he could act as a windbreak for her while she talked.

"I love you too," he smiled at her. He would never grow tired of her saying it either. He knelt before her awaiting her questions, the ones he could see in her eyes like an aqua storm brewing on a bright sea.

"Talk", Patience Thorn. He kept quiet letting her come to her own courage. He enfolded her tiny hands in his own. Keeping his warm, would he get used to the wind? She seemed to be unbothered by the squall.