Fakir was wandering past a stack of armor when the strangely-accented voice called from the other end of the store. He wasn't quite expecting to be helped so quickly, and jumped a little when he heard the voice...but he never liked to show when he was flustered, so he recovered as quickly as possible. He forced a neutral, not-surprised expression on his face, and walked around the corner towards the voice.

"Yes, thank you," he said as soon as he was close enough. "I'm looking for a sword."

Fakir saw the mouse doll in Ahiru's hands, and couldn't help but glance up at the plushies again as he spoke. There was a cute yellow duck plushie high up near the top of the shelf that he was particularly drawn to...not that he'd ever admit it.