“Crafting is a type of art. But I understand that you mean to say that crafting is not the entire extent of your art?” The probability of that being the intended meaning was sat around eighty-seven percent, according to Chemi’s calculations.
“There is certainly a market for trinkets such as that bracelet. In fact, I would say the quality of the bracelet you have made there surpasses the quality of most jewelry I have seen for sale at the marketplace just back that way,” she said, pointing back where they were headed away from, towards where all the shops were set up.
“If you have been more focused on setting up your easels, however, I can understand having not noticed them. Typically, those sorts of shops do not take up much space or demand too much attention, but they do exist.”
Chemi’s eyes turned into spinning loading circles as she examined the contents of Nami’s haul today, trying to figure out what they might be best used for, before deciding it was easier to just ask.
“May I ask what the purpose of today’s trip is, then? You have gathered quite a lot today, and I am curious.”
“I mean, that’s fair, I know what you’re saying. And you know what I’m saying! I think. I’m certainly no artisan crafter, let’s put it that way.”
Her smile grew even wider as her work was praised. “Aww, thank you! Aren’t you sweet! Maybe it’s something I should look into!”
Oh, her eyes... That was incredibly cute actually. Was that a conscious effort or just something that happened? It felt rude to ask.
“Purpose, weeellll...” She looked down at today’s haul. “These ones grind up really easily and their powder mixes well. It can be fine enough to blend with paints! These ones are sturdier so I wanted to make some more bracelets with them. These ones look nice! And these ones, well, I haven’t seen them before so I wanted to see what I could do with them once I got them home. Can I ask why you’re here?”