Wilhelm found himself relieved to have his client seated, to be at eye level again. To have Mirrah standing beside him was enough to make him feel small, but with his client being that tall made him start to feel vertically challenged. Weren't women supposed to be naturally shorter than men? How was it that he was surrounded by women all taller than he was! Granted, he was the youngest one in the room, he still felt cheated by God.

The boy merchant cleared his throat under his breath, moving toward the opposite side of the table. He slipped his burden onto the ground beside him before taking a seat himself, his eyes assessing his client. He was expecting to see a nymph instead of a human, but Lorena as a human had quite a strange appearance. On top of the height, her hair and eye color were quite unusual. He would've guessed her to be albino, but her skin was anything but pale and her eyes were yellow, like cat eyes. There were a number of things that Wilhelm wanted to question Lorena about--her presence in the room he was positive was empty for one thing--but decided to leave it alone for now.

Wilhelm straightened in his seat, locking his eyes with Lorena. "So, Miss Setha'elle. To what might I owe the pleasure of this meeting?" One hand reached down, patting the suitcase at his feet. "Are you interested in one of my wares perhaps?"