"It's not my fault but I have to say sorry on your behalf," she grumbled as she steered Hermes on. "It's 'cause you're so large..."
"Hey! I'm not fat! I'm just big framed!!" Kino rolled her eyes at his response.
She was going to come up with a reply when they passed a store with large windows, the sun shining in on the wares they sold. Kino immediately backtracked with Hermes in tow to peek inside.
There were rows and rows of motorcycles, accessories, parts, gas. If Hermes had a mouth, it would be dropped to the floor at the sheer amount of items they had there.
Kino, too, admired it all, and then found herself wheeling her partner into the store. She could hear some whirling and activity in a back room, so she guessed that the owner was hard at work on something.
Even though she wouldn't trade in Hermes for anything in the world, Kino just loved browsing. It seemed to make her just as content as she feels when she practices and cares for her guns.
She reached the end of a row when a rather large motorcycle caught her eye. It looked nothing like Hermes and had so many bells and whistles, it was more of a car than a motorrad. "Check out that motorcycle, Hermes."
Hermes snorted. "...It's not all that great..."
Kino laughed at his pride and started out the door. "Nothing is as great as you."