[ ah... if only he'd been given such a warning. but truly, it's nice to meet such a nice young man. but he immediately realizes that this conversation is a mistake in the making when he's guided to his booth. usually merchants wouldn't hesitate to move on to the next victim when he admits that he's poor... and even that isn't an attempt to rid of him.

still, providing him a swimsuit for free? even that sounds like a scam, but... ]

That's far too generous of you. I wouldn't want you to hurt your business on my behalf...

[ he smiles, though. lancelot doesn't have anything better to do, so he'll see where this road leads... even if it's 1000% fishy. ]

So you're considered a refugee? [ lancelot considers this for a moment, before leaning in, as though to keep a secret. ] You mean from Thesa, right?

[ hopefully this young man isn't a native of the planet... ]