Pihu
Pihu snorted. "Never been much for philosophy," she admitted to Darkeye. Shaking her head at the man's words, she took a step towards the arena.
"And what, exactly, in my words and actions gave ye the impression I was looking for a roll in the hay." Scoffing, she tsked at him and waved a finger. "Trust me, if I was flirting with ye, ye'd know it."
Narrowing her eyes at him, her lips parted. However, before she could respond, he was already handing off his bag. The boy, though, was having none of it. "I ain't yer servant, gramps. The stranger tossed Darkeye's pack onto the floor and began to stalk off.
Laughing, she called out to the old man. "Word of advice? Ye never get somethin' for nothin' in Torchline. At the very least ye need to trade me a favor."
"And what, exactly, in my words and actions gave ye the impression I was looking for a roll in the hay." Scoffing, she tsked at him and waved a finger. "Trust me, if I was flirting with ye, ye'd know it."
Narrowing her eyes at him, her lips parted. However, before she could respond, he was already handing off his bag. The boy, though, was having none of it. "I ain't yer servant, gramps. The stranger tossed Darkeye's pack onto the floor and began to stalk off.
Laughing, she called out to the old man. "Word of advice? Ye never get somethin' for nothin' in Torchline. At the very least ye need to trade me a favor."
Like you're hanging by a thread
But you gotta survive
But you gotta survive
