"Good to see you! Master. Do you remember me? Boc, the demi-human. You helped me before, and retrieved my sewing needle." Boc spoke excitedly as he approached, ears twitching. "Please, master. Allow me to serve you, as your seamster. I can't make nothing from scratch, but… I'm happy to make adjustments to your garments." Boc begged softly, gazing up at to his savior. He anxiously awaited their answer.