ya gotta help me, miss

Elias

Elias snorted, "Ah, did I? All right, then. Full price it is." He trusted her memory, over his own. When she commented about his real business, he raised his brows.

"Real business, huh? Well..." She had to have figured out what he really did, and he smirked her way, not willing to give her too much to run with, in case he was wrong about her knowing. "I'm just a merchant, love. That is my real business. I sell what people bring me. No questions."

Welcome to Wonderland, I'll be your guide.
Holding your hand under sapphire skies,
Let's go exploring or we could just go for a walk.