Jack's lips twitch upward into a smile, and he nods, entirely surprised by Eliot calling him a friend. "Well." He nods again, then looks away, not able to hold his gaze. "Alright." He huffs a short laugh, then presses his lips together, hiding the hint of a smile and thinking that it feels strange to have someone offer friendship like that, even for a task that Eliot apparently enjoys.

"I'll confess, this wasn't at all what I was expecting. There's so much here. I can see why you like it," It does certainly seem like it could be entertaining, having a whole shopping district under one roof, with restaurants besides. It seems like it could even be fun, under the right circumstances. "...but I think it's going to take some getting used to."

They pass by a clothing store that seems to deal specifically in women's clothes, and Jack slows to peer at the window display. It might be worth trying to find something warm for Anne as well, if he can find something that she would actually wear- at least until she can come back with him and shop for herself. He doesn't see anything in particular here that she would be comfortable with, and he realizes that he's not entirely sure how buying clothing even works in these kinds of stores. Presumably there are set sizes and you must go in hoping that one will match what you need.

"Does no one have their clothes made anymore? Tailored?" He gestures back to the store as they walk past. "Or is it all like that?"