Sawtooth Spire i do not love the bright sword for its sharpness

sure! i'll archive with my post!! <3

praimfaya suspects the boy doesn't fully understand what she said; evidenced by his 'ok!'. a small chuckle that rumbles in her chest but doesn't quite breach her lips. he's cute, she thinks, in the way that all inquisitive children are cute. ok, she echoes and launches into some more details of the trade while making an effort to keep it simple so he might understand. a feat that was more complicated than praimfaya would've initially thought.