Wasn't this girl from a town? Had he been wrong? He was curious now, more then before, as to know where this little one came from. For now, there was no need to ask, she didn't seems to remember much. Trying to make himself reassuring, they moved in and walked until they reach the market, where he stopped.
Grey would usually sell his arts for a modest sum, he didn't need much, but he still needed to make a profit to pay for lodging from time to time.
-Would you mind giving me a hand please?-
He said softly as he took out a blanket from his bag, extending it to the ground, in a corner of the market. It was sunny so there would be a lot of people at the market. He started laying his arts on the ground, giving some to Eve so she could do the same.