Alex is absolutely ecstatic to see the weight lift from Azwel's face, even if it's only a momentary thing. New, well-made clothes can do such wonders for the spirit.

"I'm no mind reader or fortune teller," he promises with a laugh. "I'm just a man who loves fashion and takes his cues from the people who commission him - and who's gotten very good at taking hints over the past decade." He leans in as if to reveal a secret when he quietly adds, "The decade's worth of practice really helps."

Taking back the muslin garment, the tailor sets it back up on the dress form with a soft 'hmm'. "I'd like to add some modest trim and decoration to both this and the second robe, if you don't mind." He turns to Azwel with a questioning look on his face. "If you're amenable to that, I'll hold off on making them now and have you meet me in my shop in three days for the final products. I can also rush for tomorrow if you'd prefer, though I would up-charge for that."

Best to lay it all out on the table so they're both on the same page. Either way, Alex will have everything done in a time frame that works best for his client. "What works for you, friend? I'm ready for both options without hesitation."