[ The balls on this guy… Mouth pressed in a flat, unimpressed line, Stiles glances askance at Hei. ]
Okay, let me make sure I’m getting this right. You refuse to explain how your divination magic works and basically tell me to take it or leave it, then turn around and make demands about what food I buy you with my own money while expecting me to tell you what kind of Monster I am.
[ Chewing a wad of tobacco slowly like a cow with cud, the stall owner watches them in curious silence. His previous customer, the smooth-talking woman, is also doing a poor job at hiding the fact that she’s listening in. Stiles ignores them. ]
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Okay, let me make sure I’m getting this right. You refuse to explain how your divination magic works and basically tell me to take it or leave it, then turn around and make demands about what food I buy you with my own money while expecting me to tell you what kind of Monster I am.
[ Chewing a wad of tobacco slowly like a cow with cud, the stall owner watches them in curious silence. His previous customer, the smooth-talking woman, is also doing a poor job at hiding the fact that she’s listening in. Stiles ignores them. ]