Being more then happy to have a few moments in order to bing the net down and towards the vendor, giving him a slight smile before she hurried after trinket, trying to, and ultimatively failing, contain the next disaster that was bound to happed with the avatar od destroytion which was waddling in front of her.
And while Freya certainly was on edge, and on the lookout for anyother opportunity that might have ruined someone's day, she wasnt able to foresee what Trinket had planned with the poor vendor, that being to make him spill a good protion of his produce. Freya never had been one for anything that had a shell and was coming out of the seas. After all, ever since she had been cut by a crab, which had had the audacity to actually walk out of its territory and make its way over to her 6 year old counterpart and to pinch her in the leg.
Letting out a silent "...fuck..." under her breath, she wouldnt stop the girls thiefery in broad daylight and instead focused to save as much food as she could, in form of alighning a larger bowl underneath the spilling pan, managing to catch most of the falling food, before following trinket, giving out to her and asking her: "Listen... are your parent here somewhere?"
After all, someone certainly had to look out for the girl in front of her. There was no way she could have survived her behavior in less friendly surroundings.
And while Freya certainly was on edge, and on the lookout for anyother opportunity that might have ruined someone's day, she wasnt able to foresee what Trinket had planned with the poor vendor, that being to make him spill a good protion of his produce. Freya never had been one for anything that had a shell and was coming out of the seas. After all, ever since she had been cut by a crab, which had had the audacity to actually walk out of its territory and make its way over to her 6 year old counterpart and to pinch her in the leg.
Letting out a silent "...fuck..." under her breath, she wouldnt stop the girls thiefery in broad daylight and instead focused to save as much food as she could, in form of alighning a larger bowl underneath the spilling pan, managing to catch most of the falling food, before following trinket, giving out to her and asking her: "Listen... are your parent here somewhere?"
After all, someone certainly had to look out for the girl in front of her. There was no way she could have survived her behavior in less friendly surroundings.
