Arialla nodded, smiling. "I will have to ask him about it. I would certainly be willing to share anything I learn. If I cannot ... Well, while I am working on getting home, I would like to help others."
She headed towards the cobbler's stall, frowning slightly -- from puzzlement, not disapproval. "So you don't use currency? Only barter?"
Of course, she didn't mind the idea, but it seemed strange to her, a bit impractical. It certainly worked on this occasion, though; shoes for shoes was exactly the trade she needed to make.
Quanil's thoughts about home made her frown again, in disagreement this time. "I don't think any home can replace the one I've lost, or ... even earn the name of home, honestly, if my family isn't there."
Suddenly she missed her family so badly she could taste it -- her father, her mother, her little brother ... The thought that she might never see them again almost overwhelmed her. To distract herself, she turned to the cobbler's stall, glancing over the products before meeting the cobbler's eyes. "Hello. I'm looking to trade for some shoes -- would that be possible?"
She headed towards the cobbler's stall, frowning slightly -- from puzzlement, not disapproval. "So you don't use currency? Only barter?"
Of course, she didn't mind the idea, but it seemed strange to her, a bit impractical. It certainly worked on this occasion, though; shoes for shoes was exactly the trade she needed to make.
Quanil's thoughts about home made her frown again, in disagreement this time. "I don't think any home can replace the one I've lost, or ... even earn the name of home, honestly, if my family isn't there."
Suddenly she missed her family so badly she could taste it -- her father, her mother, her little brother ... The thought that she might never see them again almost overwhelmed her. To distract herself, she turned to the cobbler's stall, glancing over the products before meeting the cobbler's eyes. "Hello. I'm looking to trade for some shoes -- would that be possible?"
