[ Nathaniel hesitates before following, blinking in complete befuddlement. He isn't entirely sure if that was a joke or not.

Perhaps it's best not to wonder, honestly. It doesn't matter much - while this Lazarus fellow certainly seems an odd sort, he also appears to be as far away from dangerous as it's possible to be.

As they reach the shop, he pulls a single key from his pocket and unlocks the door. ]

Wipe your feet on the way in. Was it the light ice staff that you wanted? Or would you prefer to inspect a flame-enchanted one as well? I still have several of those left...