Kids weren't common in the Wards. Well. Seeing them wasn't. They were everywhere, but the smart ones kept out from underfoot, kept out of sight where no one could grab hold of them.
They didn't tend to waltz right into a weapons shop, but there one was anyway. Tavi awkwardly stood up, opening his mouth to instinctively give his usual greeting before realizing that a kid probably shouldn't be in here at all let alone get a cheerful 'welcome to the shop'.
"...Your parents around?" he asked after a moment.












