The Heartwood short sleeves

Jackpot! was the one word that came to mind when the stranger approached. Sure, he was a little weird-looking, but it wasn't like she could stand to be picky right now. And sure his greeting was a bit off-kilter, but Diantha preferred this to the gruff asshole she'd been stalking before. And it was certainly better than watching some boy shit himself right in front of her. So far, this was the best of her options.

Blessed day! she echoed. That was another tip she'd picked up from Tierra. Do what others do, and you'll blend in. Act like them, and they'll like you. Or something like that.

I was hoping you might be able to help me, she said. I could really use a meal.