Tack still not fully awake fell down the stairs of cobbler shop out into the street. Somehow the two tacks in his mouth not falling out. He rubbed his head and opened his eyes and when he looked up he saw you. You... You were something else to the silent cobbler. A stranger but a quite dashing one at that. Tack, wondered what to do because he doesn't really talk. He mainly "talks" through gestures and his eyes in a way.