Nyctea gladly accepted the three silver mizas, knowing full well that this was probably going to be the man's last purchase for the day. And yet, being the daughter of a Kelvic merchant, she couldn't help but pry him a little further... "Only three, good sir? It's a pity that such a healthy-looking lad of your age should eat so little!" Smiling and teasing as she said this, Nyc knew she was putting herself on the edge, but figured she'd easily handle whatever his response shall be. "And with a profession such as your own, it's a wonder you have enough djed to fuel your work~ The least you could do is purchase a couple nuts---I guarantee that these scrumptious spring pine nuts will provide you with all and more of your body's daily requirements; not to mention prevention from diseases near The Docks. And just for you, I'll lower the price from my usual 50 copper mizas per bag, to merely 25!" His next question had been one that Nyc was expecting to be asked sooner or later. It seemed logical that a person would want to know where their food comes from. "I like to call myself a naturally-born hunter," Nyc chuckled. She wondered if the man yet deduced her Kelvic origin... "Others would never take the care that I do in choosing my prey." Nyctea grinned slyly at her show of apparent ego before listening to the young philterer with patience. He seemed to speak with no indication of intonation or even breaks in between his words---Maybe his mind is too busy for spaces among two different thoughts... Simply nodding and agreeing to the stranger's remarks, she seemed to realize that fact itself... the man she was talking to was still a stranger. Nyc momentarily pondered if she should ask for his name... |