"Somehow that doesn't bother me." Sure Scarlet would do it when they were growing up but usually it was because there were four of them at home and it was the last of something. A girl doing it felt different. Kind of like a date. The thought made him smile.
"What kind of shop?" He denied the urge to ask 'who died?' at the first part of her statement. It didn't feel appropriate and it was nice to see her happy, he realized. The Bell family owned a few businesses around the Alley and Victory Road. Then she mentioned the word 'kiln', not exactly the type of equipment the clock shop would use. He didn't want to push, she'd been rather mum on the subject before, but he was curious.
He paused on the line of thinking focusing on her other question. "A quiet night, I think." It would be too late to do any type of meaningful conditioning. He'd have to pick up on that the next day. "If I find something I might read. If I don't then I'll need to find something to fill the time."