[ His stance shifts, and Yoshizawa watches him in silence for a moment, placing her teacup on the table. The way he sits, hand resting under his chin, looks unsettlingly like the sort of pose a therapist might take, enough that between the way he looks and the knowledge of his shop, she feels Ella stirring, the girl's fingers itching as if she might be able to somehow summon her right into the small house.

Her gaze drops from his, her tone changing to something firmer, less shy and apologetic, and he'd be forgiven if he thought she sounded like someone entirely different now. ]

Forgive me for asking, but before I can answer that, I have to hear it for myself: Your shop, and its wish-granting powers... Under what sort of circumstance would you use those powers, if you had them now?