[As amusing as the mental image would be, she really didn't want to shave him. He is safe, for now.]

I've been sewing longer than I've been fighting. I knew how to do it before I'd even met Eren... [Was that a dig? Maybe. But not a big one as she moved on. Waiting for her fabric to be cut.] It's earned me more here than fighting with the Cywd. [Safer and without the risks. Though there were some designs she knew, could picture them when she closed her eyes that she wouldn't sew. The ones her mother taught her. ]

I don't know if people would be as willing to help me as they would you... [She was hardly carismatic.] I have little to offer.

[Though...She was waiting for her pieces to be cut. The shopkeep did keep lifting their head to glare at them, or rather Mettaton. Buy if you're touching please.]