"Follow me then."
Kysis was pleased with her pleasant reaction, a real grin upon his lips now. Where she had been leading before, Kysis took to steering, changing their direction across the way. It as not far from where they were, really. The storefront was bland, plain as plain could be. The sign was not up yet, and with good reason. The "unveiling" would be the day of the demonstration. Marcos had been talking with the lieutenant.... Freddy, if Kysis remembered correctly. It was all set up, just a matter of completing the place on time.
For the first time in a while, he released her hand, knocking on the door. There was nothing for a few seconds, then a thump, a female voice cursing loudly. Kysis stiffled a laugh as the door was flung wide, a short and short-haired lady standing there all covered in soot, "Not open. Come back--- oh me! Lord Liari!" She dropped in to a curtsey, which looked strange and ungraceful, seeing as she was wearing breeches and an overlarge man\'s tunic. One might mistake her for a young man had it not been for the voice.
"Might we come in?"
"Of course!" The girl moved out of the way, a big toothy grin on her dirty face. It looked like something had caught aflame on the interior, and that the girl put it out using her own body. Strange, but so was she. Kysis looked over the main room with doubt. There were very nice display racks on two of the walls, a counter on the one opposite the door. Kysis could see the tops of a few heads from behind said counter, working on something or another. It seemed the girl had dropped her broom to get the door, "Sorry itsa mess, Sir. We um... like dark wood?"
Kysis shook his head. The chest full of weapons had not been emptied yet, all those proud pieces sitting in a box for none to see. The girl went back to sweeping, the two hired workers doing whatever it was they did. Kysis motioned for Lam to enter first, though he wondered if that was at all safe...