Threads of Hope

He looked at Aria, clearly uncomfortable. "Why don't you check the other warehouses? Maybe there's something you can use as a substitute?

"But honestly, we barely produce silk anymore. Most of what we've got is just cotton or cotton blends."

Aria just went with it. "Let's go take a look then."

Her eyes lingered on the flooded, ruined warehouse for a moment, then she turned away.

Trailing after Ors