He noted her own tension, the coil of muscles and the hawk-sharp eyes that watched him as he watched her, two young creatures who had been tricked and conned and twisted around before in the town of the sly and the quick and the heartless. Neither was willing to set their guards down, but she had something he wanted, had yearned for, ever since he'd met Hotaru. Something he had no time for, no funds for, no place to safely store... but something he wanted all the same, irrational and illogical as it was.
He listened to her reply, a slow nod of recognition that he'd likely missed the merchant, given his own hesitance to stay in town longer than necessary and the likelihood that the few days he'd been to the market had been ones that particular seller was elsewhere.
"Kellan," he offered back, a harmless trade as he peered over her petite shoulder to see what she'd been sketching. For a moment his expression remained politely puzzled but then his eyes widened as he recognized the caricature as the man who had employed them both that day, and he had to bite his lip against the laugh that threatened to escape at the humorous nose and wrangled features. "Will... will you do the man that was with him, too?" he asked, maybe a little too hopefully.
He listened to her reply, a slow nod of recognition that he'd likely missed the merchant, given his own hesitance to stay in town longer than necessary and the likelihood that the few days he'd been to the market had been ones that particular seller was elsewhere.
"Kellan," he offered back, a harmless trade as he peered over her petite shoulder to see what she'd been sketching. For a moment his expression remained politely puzzled but then his eyes widened as he recognized the caricature as the man who had employed them both that day, and he had to bite his lip against the laugh that threatened to escape at the humorous nose and wrangled features. "Will... will you do the man that was with him, too?" he asked, maybe a little too hopefully.
