"I hope so. Auntie says she and Dadd—that she and my father would be." She nearly bit her tongue at the childish slip, and coughed almost silently, trying to get her head straight. She had no business dragging down the mood of a customer. "Um, if you're from Lightning, though, you might like the thicker fabrics we have too." Right, sales. She was supposed to be doing that. "A-And... '-Hime' is still a little..."