[Haise doesn't anticipate the sales pitch, although he supposes he should have. With an open opportunity, it makes sense that the proprietor — or his wife as the case proves to be — would take advantage of that. No doubt in an outpost town like this, that sort of pursuit is necessary to make ends meet.

For his part, Haise listens politely. After Achilles has given his assent, he nods and glances toward the seamstress]

In that case, we'll have a look around, ourselves.

[Which is to say, they'll be able to take care of themselves from here. As much he appreciates that the woman is willing to attend to whatever they might need, he thinks looking clothing over is something well within their means... Besides which, her reasoning may not match up with their own, if the conversation he'd first walked into was any indication.

Turning then, he gestures to some displays]

Let's see what might be fitting... They seem to have some variety here.