Ivory.
Jack had been keeping himself busy since the day he'd arrived here; exploring the town a piece at a time, learning where anything he might need was and getting acquainted with the townsfolk as best he could when he wasn't working under Brother Dan, doing an honest day's work and feeling grateful for it.
The sun was still high as he made his way across the square, heading for the store to pick up a few supplies and minding his own business when a flutter of movement caught his eye and he turned to see a young woman walking away, a handkerchief laying on the ground behind her. Without thinking, he turned on his heel and trotted over, stooping to pick up the kerchief. "Excuse me, miss, I think you dropped this."