"That's what I hired him for," Jack admitted easily, calling after her, "Why d'you think I let him man the tourist centre reception!"
He let her have her space to choose her tops, wandering around the rails on the other side of the shop, fingering the finer fabrics with pleasure, but aware that Martha had made it clear she only wanted basics for now. After all, like everyone else she was probably hoping she wouldn't be here long enough to need anything more than that.
"Find anything?" he asked after a few minutes, sauntering over.