[ Someone is sure to have heard that little outburst, and a quick glance around confirms it. That’s a potential problem. X’rhun casts the clerk a sympathetic glance, shrugging rather helplessly. ]

Teach me to offer to help a lady reach the upper shelves.

[ To the… well, she’s lalafellin in stature, but he’s not so sure what to make of her… rather off-putting visage. To the… lady, he says, ]

If you don’t need my help, then I shall take my leave. A pleasure meeting you.

[ He sweeps into a bow, and then does just that, striding for the door. He will, however, linger nearby to make sure the little one makes it out all right. ]