"Yes, Young Master." Smith bowed slightly, then smiled at Lorna. "Miss Lorna, please come with me."
"Ah... I don't think I need to. What I'm wearing is already fine." It was unclear if Lorna didn't want to spend more of Isaac's money or simply had no concept of equipment, but she frowned at her Leather Armor as she spoke.
"Go buy a set. What you're wearing... doesn't look like something worn by someone associated with Nobility. You may not be a noble, but I am. When you're out with me, you're representing me. If you're dressed too shabbily, it'll be a real headache for me."
Although they hadn't known each other long, Isaac had already figured out a simple way to get along with Lorna. The girl treated him completely differently than she treated others.
Sure enough, Lorna's expression changed as soon as she heard him. After a moment's hesitation, she nodded to Smith. "I'll have to trouble you then, Mr. Smith."
