[ The comment causes Lighter to duck his head, expression flustering in a splash of red all across his cheeks.

Quickly — ] No. [ Then less quickly: ] ...no, that's not it.

[ How to say that her stature and easy demeanor, for one brief second, reminded him of Caesar? Sighing, he approaches the other pod. ]

But sure. I'll come to you. There's, uh... some fabric items in our little treasure chests, but nothing that'd help in a meaningful way.