Tristain blinked a few times and folded his arm over his chest as he studied the man. His back twinge at the motion but he soldiered through it, not letting the pain show on his face.

"I am indeed in need of a cane. Someone close to me is blind. I need something for her to help find her way around, and defend herself if need be. So long, thin but strong. Cypher with steel..." Bendy, strong sturdy. He nodded firmly. "Yes. Yes I believe that will suffice nicely for what I need. I have the money on hand for that, or can return at a later point if necessary."