@findmeinthefallair here is your prompt, as requested!
Dust collected in between King's claws as he meandered through what used to be the marketplace. At least, it would be the market again... eventually. It was hard for King to see any potential when there were rows of empty stalls interspersed with a few witches trying to return to their routine. King caught the eye of one witch who'd argued over market space with Eda way back when, before Luz was ever in the picture. Instead of a glare or barbed words, all they did was offer a tired smile and gesture for King to come look at their wares. A strange mix of emotions filled his chest and he half regretted that Francois wasn't here for him to squeeze at a time like this.
