"If there's one thing I envy about humans, it's that you can make such great things and go freely all over the world to see and hear what other people have made."

It's bittersweet but true. Hard to be a mummy or a werewolf on vacation without drawing attention, y'know? As soon as they're inside and out of the squares of sunlight from the windows Sabriel leans forward, letting her for flow from bat, to mist, to girl. She's pretty short all things considered, and very much the teenager he thought she sounded like.

Giving the racks of clothing and bits and pieces a curious glance over she looks back to Derek as a thought strikes her.

"Oh...I don't have any money for any of this."