There's a constant draught here.

My entire body is trembling with cold.

My hands are also so cold that I can barely hold my stick.
I'm waiting for my son. Cough, cough...

(Wiping away tears) My son said he would come here.

Our hometown... was attacked... I haven't seen him since...

If my son makes it to Sanctum, I want to be the first to greet him. That's why I'm waiting for him here.
Oh, young Daeva, thanks...

You shouldn't waste your time on old people like me.

But... If you can spare the time, would you bring me a pair of gloves for my cold hands?

I don't mind the cold wind, but I find cold hands unbearable. Cough, cough.

I heard that it is possible to get free gloves in [%shoplink]. If I wasn't so old, I'd give it a go myself...
You ought to be able to get some in [%shoplink].

I don't need expensive gloves.

I'd be grateful if you could bring me simple gloves made of Brax leather.
You young people are so much quicker than I am...

Did you bring the gloves I asked for? Cough, cough.
Shame... I guess my expectations were too high... Or are you making fun of an old lady?

Have you checked your Express Mail?

Remember, you can get the gloves for free in [%shoplink]. Cough, cough.
I'm very grateful, young Daeva!

(Sobbing) Looking at these gloves makes me think of my son...

I used to make extra clothing for him from leftover Brax leather pieces...

Thanks to you, I sense a surprising energy in myself...

Please take this. An old lady like me has no use for them, but these things could prove very useful for you.