Damien ran off with the toy and Alistair watched him with more than a little apprehension, he had never dropped the toys before and did not know how they would react to a severe collision. Luckily the child did not collide with the ground, and left with the toy intact. Alistair took his eyes off the departing toy and the child that carried it to examine the luxurious room he had entered. Everything was so finely crafted, even the chair he sat was worth about half as much money a he had ever earned. deGrey's apprehension at being in these unusual surroundings and the well being of his toys flew entirely as his hand traced the intricate designs of his chair. This house was leagues beyond anything deGrey had never seen. It was only after a few seconds more of contemplation that Alistair realized he had forgotten about Stitch,
"Oh yes, I must apologise good sir Stitch, umm, where was I?" deGrey tucked his hands underneath him, but quickly withdrew them with a slight exclamation as he remembered his hand, "Ah, no good sir Stitch, I do not require a bandage. My hand is not bleeding you see, just a tad bit sore. Just as well, there is no need for apologies, it was naught but a slight blunder by myself." Alistair set his hands on his laps and leaned back against the chair, smelling the old fabric. It wasn't antiquated, but he guessed the furniture had been here for a while. "This place is fascinating, my good sir, almost as much as your tale of how you came to ownership." Alistair considered Stitch's questions about his store, "Good sir Stitch, you flatter me with your compliments. But really they are unwarranted, my proprietorship is truly not as interesting as I might have you think. I look at my business as an outlet, mayperhaps. Yes, that sounds correct. You see, for most of my life I have had no resources or home to bring my knowledge to fruition. This setting I've acquired here in Syliras has afforded me both of those, as well as a chance to improve the lives of Syliran citizens. Thus far it has been difficult but rewarding employment."
With that Alistair stood up, "Good sir Stitch, I do apologise for this abrupt departure. However, I must be getting back to my shop. I have a small amount of inventory to complete before night falls. It has truly been a pleasure to converse with you Stitch, Syliras needs more benevolent souls such as yourself." With that, Alistair listened to Stitch's farewell and departed.