"...Ten bolts of silk brocade."

Shionne sounds more than a little begrudging as she drops a bundle of fine pale fabric onto the pile. This said, she's careful with the cloth and making sure it doesn't get scuffed up or dirty from the floors.

"Was halfway through grabbing this when I stumbled across your people... And if you have the means of turning this stuff into decent dresses, then I guess I'm with you for now."

Well, that's part of the story at least. And mostly truthful.