[That is what I said, isn't it? Basil didn't find his phrasing at all unusual and instead focused on the latter part of her response]

That would explain the extraneous fibers clinging ever-so-slightly to the frayed edges of your cloak. [Those fibers being remnants from last years harvest undoubtedly, the coloration aged from excessive exposure to the sun and the elements. It was a minute detail that wouldn't have concerned most individuals]

Indeed I am. I live in a city myself, but unfortunately [Slight "hmmph" sound.. but an amused one] not this city.