Polyitsaux is familiar with the sensation of being stared at, but in her experience it is usually followed by the toss of a rock or insult. She stiffens, gleaming nails frozen over a tiny wind up music box. But when neither rock nor insult arrives and Schezar’s gaze only alights briefly on her, the tension melts from the slender span of her shoulders. It’s early morning, she’s only had one glass of wine to fortify herself and is suddenly overwhelmed by an iota of kindness given by a complete stranger. She begins to turn to Schezar, realizes she has no idea what to say to him, and immediately panics.
She is saved the inevitable embarrassment by Marisa.
“Nothing that Bibblebix's patented gobbietek Boomrocks™ can't handle though! 10 Gil each!"
“That sounds dangerous,†she remarks wryly to Schezar, pitching her voice low. But the nervous titter that follows betrays her mounting anxiety as she waits for her turn with the young shopkeeper. The pearl earring caught between the net of her nails has no twin but she cannot bring herself to let it go. “Which is precisely why I must have one. Or ten.â€
She is saved the inevitable embarrassment by Marisa.
“Nothing that Bibblebix's patented gobbietek Boomrocks™ can't handle though! 10 Gil each!"
“That sounds dangerous,†she remarks wryly to Schezar, pitching her voice low. But the nervous titter that follows betrays her mounting anxiety as she waits for her turn with the young shopkeeper. The pearl earring caught between the net of her nails has no twin but she cannot bring herself to let it go. “Which is precisely why I must have one. Or ten.â€
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