Selling...? No, no, I'm just. Nevermind.

[His brow furrows and his grip tightens on the tomes. Something about her demeanor was familiar in a slightly unpleasant way.]

What are you accomplishing there? By shooting things, that is. Is this even your house?

[Palace, house. Same thing. Regardless, this woman seemed like a ne'er-do-well and he was short a pair of sunglasses to properly deal with that kind of thing.]