Stoooooore
[While regular employ might be out of her reach being under the legal age? That didn't stop Arya from finding work. Odd jobs, errands, running packages and letters all paid well enough that she wasn't starving or anything.
And well, avoiding the apartments and other residential areas made rent a non-issue.
However, one of her more semi-regular jobs had netted her a bit of extra, a tip for a job quickly done she'd been told, and so she was lingering in the market, considering some of her options. Looking a bit wistful at the lemon cakes. Undoubtedly nothing like back home, nothing here seemed like anything she was familiar with from Westeros, but the pang for her sister was there all the same.]