"I brought a couple. Pretty sure there are more, but they aren't all organized on the shelves, at least they aren't anymore," Billy volunteers, holding up a book with a cozy-looking argyle sweater on the front, part of the stack on his chair. He'd gravitated towards the sewing machine almost immediately, something comfortable and familiar.

"I'd been wondering if there were any sewing machines in the village," he follows up, looking the machine over before offering Steph a tentative grin. "I can knit, but I like sewing more, honestly."