[Very rude. Borderline offensive. Just because she's a goblin! And besides, she doesn't have a weapon to mug him with. Though she may wish she had one soon enough.]
Well, I'm not doing that. That's a good way to get myself locked up or killed. I'm not pushing my luck, okay? And it's mine now anyway. So what do I give you to leave me alone?
[ Amusement flickers over his features, though maybe he shouldn't really find anything funny about that. But he's self-aware enough (just barely) to realize he's probably not going to leave her alone anytime soon - not until one of them pays for the rat, anyway. ]
Dunno what your definition of ownership is, buuuut pretty sure it's not yours 'til you pay for it. [ But he can already tell that argument is going nowhere fast. So, a change in tactic! ] Hey, what if you give it to me, and I'll take it back for you. I'll say I found it on the street or somethin'! Foolproof plan.
[ His plans are rarely foolproof, but hey. It might work! ]
[She holds her hand over it in her pocket, as if to protect it from being stolen back. So much for his foolproof plan -- she doesn't want any part of it.]
It's mine because I have it now! But if you want it to be paid for so badly--
[She reaches into a small pouch at her side and pulls out three gold pieces. Completely useless here, but it's still money, dammit. She shoves the gold at him.]
[ Momentarily, it works. Prompto examines the gold in his hand, squinting at it like it's a great and mystical treasure. ]
Whoa, is this gold? Sweet! Are these rare or — [ WAIT NO HE'S GETTING DISTRACTED. ] I-I don't want these! I mean, I kinda do...but not in exchange for something you took from someone else!
[ A belabored sigh. ]
I'm gonna have to cough up my hard-earned cash for this, huh...
If you're so concerned then take the gold to the shop! But I won't be anywhere near you when you do.
[Easily done! And then when Prompto inevitably gets in a tiff with the shopkeeper about exchanging gold pieces from Exandria being completely impossible here, she'll be long gone.]
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intro log #6 - city of secrets ( prompto )
[Very rude. Borderline offensive. Just because she's a goblin! And besides, she doesn't have a weapon to mug him with. Though she may wish she had one soon enough.]
Well, I'm not doing that. That's a good way to get myself locked up or killed. I'm not pushing my luck, okay? And it's mine now anyway. So what do I give you to leave me alone?
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Dunno what your definition of ownership is, buuuut pretty sure it's not yours 'til you pay for it. [ But he can already tell that argument is going nowhere fast. So, a change in tactic! ] Hey, what if you give it to me, and I'll take it back for you. I'll say I found it on the street or somethin'! Foolproof plan.
[ His plans are rarely foolproof, but hey. It might work! ]
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[She holds her hand over it in her pocket, as if to protect it from being stolen back. So much for his foolproof plan -- she doesn't want any part of it.]
It's mine because I have it now! But if you want it to be paid for so badly--
[She reaches into a small pouch at her side and pulls out three gold pieces. Completely useless here, but it's still money, dammit. She shoves the gold at him.]
Take that then. I'm paying you for it.
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Whoa, is this gold? Sweet! Are these rare or — [ WAIT NO HE'S GETTING DISTRACTED. ] I-I don't want these! I mean, I kinda do...but not in exchange for something you took from someone else!
[ A belabored sigh. ]
I'm gonna have to cough up my hard-earned cash for this, huh...
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[Easily done! And then when Prompto inevitably gets in a tiff with the shopkeeper about exchanging gold pieces from Exandria being completely impossible here, she'll be long gone.]