Hanna followed the shopkeeper. When he left her at the counter, she stood on her toes — as if she were trying to see what the man was getting for her before he returned. She bounced back down to her heels when he appeared with the long box. Hanna looked at the amulet, eyes narrowed in consideration.

"Anything you need," she said, "Is that really true? I can ask it for anything I need?"

(She needed a husband. She also had not noticed her slip out of hypotheticals.)