["Shopping", indeed - it's always interesting to see what comes in after the usual monthly restock goes through and he could use a new knife anyway. Or maybe see if he can find something Will could learn to use - a short sword, a lightweight cutlass. Something Law would undoubtedly disapprove of, but Rosinante needs to make sure the people he's close to are safe.

All of the racks of tools are just a little low for him to peruse while standing, which is why he's sitting in front of a set of smaller blades with his lantern beside him. He looks up as someone new enters, and watches out of the corner of his eye. Is about to ask the guy if he needs a hand, actually, when he's asked a question first.]

It's a hard thing to summarize in a few words. Variable? Chaotic? I've learned to always be ready. Some of the spirits are fine, some aren't, and some start off seeming friendly enough until they suddenly go for your throat. And a lot of them are tougher than they look.