Eight was most definitely a satisfied free-taker, and is starting to plait two of the ribbons down her longer tentacle. She had already picked up three bars of soap that she was going to have, and set aside one of the bags that reminded her of a sea breeze.

She was almost done with the plait when Tidus mentioned ink. "Ink is really that expensive...?" Huh. Well, she didn't really like getting anything for free, and if that would help... "Do you have any of those bottles?"