This was Cloud's first time within the shop and having recovered from stumbling after his hand within Red's (by the way, that wasn't his point but okay), he was honestly amused.
Despite the crowdedness that welcomed them, the corridor at the back wasn't actually as tight as he'd imagined. It was cooler in there, too...potentially creepier. The level of dust also rose proportionately with the shadows.
Cloud flicked a finger over at a Chocobo wind vane and looked under a gaudy sequinned hat on a lower row. Everything was arranged in shelves pressed up against the old, patterned walls. "If you're looking for a cursed ring, I think you're in the right track," he said, looking up to an old mask smiling obsessively down at them.
"Can I help you with anything?" came a young voice from their back, near the storefront.