Greer still wasn't quite sure where she and Fortitude stood, but she did feel obligated to help out in any way that she could. Aside from arguing with strangers in the pub when they were gossiping. This felt more constructive at the very least. "Do you have anything already?" She couldn't make a suit and a wedding dress and tailor anything else that needed mending before the wedding, she prayed he had something suitable (ha!).

Setting her kit atop the nearest dresser, Greer folded her hands before her, taking a peek at the closet, but unsure as to what it was Fortitude had in mind. She saw both some light and darker colors, which was good; though she could immediately discount leaving the lighter two, unless she changed the color. White would be especially out, but if he was amenable, she was good at that sort of fixing. "Between Miss Farley's dress and everything else, I probably won't have time to make anything new, but I can tailor just about anything that you have." Menswear was pretty easy, given the straightforwardness of a suit, but she was good at fixes regardless. She might be able to squeeze in a new vest or waistcoat for below the jacket, if needed, but it would be better if she didn't have to.