"I'm an asura, smart one," Kippat responds, crossing her arms. She shrugs. "But then again, I shouldn't expect you to know that. You're just a human, after all. Not good for much anything besides reaching items on high shelves." These are some truly devastating insults, she thinks, and only a select part of her repertoire. Maybe being around so many humans will help sharpen her skills.

She nods her head in the direction of the cashier. "Why don't you just ask the shopkeeper if this store carries what you're seeking? That seems simple enough for you to think of." She says this as if she did not just have that idea after fifteen minutes of searching.