Not far from the city's docks on on the corner of the block shared by Brothers' Bakery, Strider's Meats and Heel to Two the cobbler's shop was a place that anyone could get a drink, that is if their drink of choice was tea. Abigail's Room was the name of the cozy shop, though said Abigail was now with her long dead husband in heaven. The shop was now run by Emily, Abigail's only granddaughter and last family member on Earth, or at least on this side of the ocean. All the regulars knew of Emily's recent loss and treated her with extra kindness, but the kindness despite being well meant was start to get to the young woman. She wanted to stop seeing the sad smiles and the exaggerated questions about how she as doing. Instead of just screaming what she really felt, she just kept smiling and telling everyone she was doing well and thank you. The sound of shoes on the wooden floor that creaked was only Emily's second clue that someone had walked into the currently empty shop. The bell on the door was of course her first clue. The footsteps though told her much more about her customer before she turned around, already with a cup of tea in hand for him. "The fog bring you in?" she asked with a smile.