[ The goblin starts trying to get at him, swiping gnarled fingers and shouting. Tifa's watching that cat calmly, quietly, and once the goblin seems like he might get close enough to actually bat at the cat, she reaches out and snatches the seller by the back of the tunic, dragging him back towards her.

Her gaze is steely. ]

I'd asked for something to help with the Bonding process, remember? Not hair. So if you're trying to sell me something nasty, forget it.

[ For all that she should be angry, she really isn't; she knew she was signing up for something that likely wouldn't give her what she wanted, after all. This place reeks of a scam.

So now, she reaches up with her arms, opening them. ]

Thank you. Do you want to come down, so he doesn't bother you anymore?