[ There's another quirk to Hilda's lips. At a glance Abby looks young; but age has never been a factor determining experiences that have shaped them. The matter of fact manner reminds her of Lysithea and her some of her heart strings tug at the very thought. ]

If you feel like it is, who am I to argue? [ And with that decided she holds it out to the vendor with a polite grin along with some coin to pay for it. ] This one please!

[ When it's all packaged up, Hilda holds out the small bag to Abby before pausing. ]

I have some stones back at the inn that I can use to decorate it and we could meet up later. Or - you could come with me and tell me more about your world? I'd love to learn more.

[ It's clear which she's hoping for, but she won't be fussed if the answer is the former. ]