[ Meanwhile Hilda doesn't have a problem pressing her face up to the glass. Or near to it anyway. Her eyesight is fine but she wants the details. And what better way to get those details than by looking closely? Sure they've got a focus but this is also a prime opportunity to window shop.

And even if it is an odd sentence objectively, Hilda is technically up close and personal with a Summoned vampire who's making their own blood wine so she doesn't even bat an eyelash at that. ]

I've spoken with enough werewolves to know that there's some that do enjoy blood wine. If that's the kind of store we're looking for, I think there's one down this way. [ She nods towards a smaller looking shop. ] A friend of mine told me about it.