Huaisang has had a similarly difficult time finding acceptable teas. Nothing here anywhere near meets his standards. He's used to drinking the finest teas in China, and now he's drinking what might as well be charcoal ash.

"You're a clothier?" Brightening excitedly, Huaisang follows after him into the kitchen. "How wondrous. I wish I had such skills. I keep wanting to make modifications to my wardrobe but I've never learned mending and alterations like that. I can only dream of being able to design my own creations like you've done with that coat."