[Dist smirks, and laughs quietly to himself.] You're still younger than myself. And back on Auldrant, you'd still be considered a juvenile as well.

[Okay, that definitely got his attention. Something like that has even been thought of in his world. As they reach the clothing shop, Dist absently holds the door open for her.] How...How does that work? I'd assume they function but--...could I possibly see some of your work at a later time? I'd have a better understanding if I saw it firsthand.