Swarovski Got Nothing on These

As he gave the valerian root to Lillith, Romulus noticed a small blue firefly buzz past his face, taking his attention away from his girlfriend momentarily to follow its path over to a small makeshift shop stall with an ominous robed figure manning it. Immediately he became defensive, more so over protecting Lillith. He knew how fragile she still was, and he wasn't going to let her get harmed in any way, shape or form. Approaching the entity with trepidation, Roman noticed that the stall had three items laid out on its surface: a mushroom, a package of something labeled as steroids, and a firefly in a bottle. Each one was appropriately labeled with a price.

The entity bid him choose one item, and Roman shifted his silver eyes back and forth between the entity and its wares. Each of them seemed peculiar, but some seemed far sketchier than others. Ultimately, Roman produced one of the strange mushrooms he'd been collecting from seemingly nowhere and placed it on the stall, then took the small bottle holding the firefly. "Um... thanks... sir?" Did strange glowing entities have genders? Dammit, the lad was trying to be polite! He looked down at the firefly in the bottle, passing it back and forth between his paws a few times. "Uh, do I... need to feed it, or anything? Can it breathe in there?" He raised a curious brow and looked up to the tall entity, wondering if this was some sort of pet he'd just adopted or if it was something more.

"Speech"