Silverlight Terrace walkin' after midnight

lmao no worries i love this thread

kukutux had not expected that, nor the wording in which he responded. it was proper. formal. kukutux appreciated such things. "i accept." she suspected he was good at his trade, which meant that he would bring her something worth the lesson.

it was, after all, the correct thing to assume of a good trader. and she had no reason to see why revui would not be that. a pause. the task of gathering the locales of native plants for which she had no name seemed bland now, juxtaposed against their game. and so she turned back. "i trade for an answer to a question i have. what will you take?"