“Eating someone might be good…”
“Sorry, did you just say eating someone?”
looks Val up and down
“I really do hope I misheard you.”
well you did. I only needed some food and well I am pretty poor. and by poor I am totally broke
“Alas! Maybe it’s just bad luck! One event after another happens, and overwhelm my voice!”
She sighs.
“If only there is an event here. Nothing big! Even a wooden crate and an announcer will be enough. If only I have someone to set up a better performance, I’m sure I can succeed!”
James scratches his chin a bit
“Hmm… I don’t have much money myself, but I suppose I could buy you some bread, at least.”
(Also, turns out I got Nysia and Val mixed up there, sorry.)
Shakes Val’s hand
“I’m James Ty- just James. Shall we go get some food? I could use a bite to eat, myself.”
James looks at Val quizzically
“How does someone who can’t afford food have a friend on speaking terms with the mayor?”
James shrugs, and looks somewhat disbelieving
“Very well, then. So, uh… your more quiet companion. What’s your name?”
James sticks out his hand
