Plunge

Ning felt a little conflicted about buying this woman's shop now. He couldn't take away from her what she considered a child.

"It's a nice name," he said. "Although, it would seem that I now have to go look for a place for my shop elsewhere. You wouldn't happen to know where one would be, would you?"

The woman shook her head.

"I see," Ning said. "Thank you though. Thank you for the sword and the story. Good night."

He turned away. As he walked down the steps, he heard the woman call him.

"Young man, stop!" 

Ning paused his steps and turned around. "Yes?" he asked. "Did you need something? I didn't forget to pay, right?"

"No, you've paid," the woman said. "I wanted to ask something."

"Sure, ask away," Ning said.

"Do you want a job?" the old woman asked.

Ning was taken aback for a second. "I'm sorry?"

"A job," the woman asked again. "In my shop."