Xyll walked out of a store off the main promenade itself, with a bunch of new; if unexciting; purchases. They were not the sort of thing that one would find on main street, where she was now walking toward... after all, there, it was all sunshine and pretty jewellry.
Xyll stopped to look at some of the latter, staring at a piece in the display window.
(bought 510 credits worth of survivalist stuff)