Lia looked at the keeper while balancing the two spears in each hand. On one lay her personalized spear, engraved with her own hand and mark of her mentor - it has proven itself as a reliable weapon for ages past against any ornery foe. On the other lay the new spear, something that reminded her so much of Neli - the leaf-tip was covered in minute thorns, the grip was as natural as controlling your own arm and she'd have bet everything that the thing was sentient. Though, it was a find from the dungeon.
"Excuse me, keeper? I'd like to...hold on."
She just realized that Rodri and Annatto were waiting outside as the transaction was to be made.
This is really between a rock and a hard place...Neli forgive me.
She strode out, keeping her face calm and not wearing an expression of need -- for empathy was the last thing she wanted out of her allies.
"Rodri," (she didn't know Annatto well and didn't want to bother her despite that) "Could I borrow thirty gold coins off you? It's for a silken weave of my clothing - a full suit. Protection from ranged projectiles, as far as I recall the usage of silk shirts. If it's not a burden for you, c-" Get to the point, you're sounding needy... "I'll find a way to return the favor if you accept..."
Ugh, me and my tongue. I should've sold the spear, now he knows.
Stop being uncomfortable about it, you healed him and he owes you that much.
And you left him against wolves...And spent ten coins on personal detailing.
Healing someone is your duty! There is no payment for your deeds!
Stop listening to your doubtful side!
She bit her lip as her internal voices clashed in a war of beliefs and how to respond to these situations of monetary and emphatic value.
I should've socialized more...