in the Market for a friend

“Your right, Potato sounds fake. You sure that you have a brother called Potato? Or is he as fake as his extra limbs” She teased for the sake of teasing. For something to say, because it was better than storming back in there and challenging Basilisk. He was bigger, older, and heir. But damn she wanted to see if she could take him down a notch.

“He’s always been like that, he’s just… big. He’s Azure’s son.” She explained, sighing as she rubbed at the material over her eyes. It was still early afternoon, they hadn’t burned much of the day. “I’m sorry, you didn’t even get to see my favourite part of the market - or Ruga’s stand” She said apologetically. She wasn’t sure it was a good idea for them to sneak back in there.

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