[Shura, what the hell. Yona goes tense a the pinch and makes a low noise of distress, but the point is made and taken - she rubs at her neck, looking disgruntled, when her companion lets go.
But she does keep quiet about the idea of getting along.
...she also gives the dirty plates a sort of sidelong glance as they sit down, but she just nudges them out of the way and doesn't make a fuss.]
What's good to eat here?
[At the next table over, there's a group of four or five sketchy-looking men pounding back some beers - one of them drains his glass and raises a hand.
"Next round's on me, lads! I found the easiest source of money this side of the outpost!"]
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[Shura, what the hell. Yona goes tense a the pinch and makes a low noise of distress, but the point is made and taken - she rubs at her neck, looking disgruntled, when her companion lets go.
But she does keep quiet about the idea of getting along.
...she also gives the dirty plates a sort of sidelong glance as they sit down, but she just nudges them out of the way and doesn't make a fuss.]
What's good to eat here?
[At the next table over, there's a group of four or five sketchy-looking men pounding back some beers - one of them drains his glass and raises a hand.
"Next round's on me, lads! I found the easiest source of money this side of the outpost!"]