[ Well it looks heavy in the Doctor's humble, "no one asked you, Doctor", opinion. There's a suggestion on the tip of his tongue that Cloud should consider finding a chiropractor here if he didn't already have one at home but someone jostles him in the crowd as they pass by and his attention diverts, flitting away for a brief moment and completely forgetting whatever quippy, unhelpful comment had been on his mind. ]

We can't match if we don't have silly pendants to do that with. And you don't seem like scarf type.

[ Neither is he. Not anymore. His eyes slide towards where Cloud is gesturing, immediately spotting the feather charm in question. There's another beside it, amusingly, that is actually a carrot. ]

But we are here in Aldrip and it's a little rude to at least not entertain the idea of a tradition — even if it is born out of some level of greed.

[ He swipes up the carrot and the feather, extending it towards the merchant who nods, and turns to package them up. ]

Are you looking for anyone else?