“Well luckily, fashion is something that’s easy to learn with some help and I’m more than happy to assist you,” she says cheerfully looping her arm through Wylan’s. “Especially if it means that you’ll play the flute for me some day.”

Figuring that it signals their time at the book shop has come to an end she helps maneuver him back out to the streets. They had plenty of time before the dancing lessons began, and Hilda’s sure that Caitlyn is capable and probably wouldn’t miss her if she was a little bit late.

“What sorts of things are you comfortable wearing? Do you like any particular colours?”