"You...want me to pay to hear the rest of the story?"
MΓ©lusine knew that some of Chaldea's servants were rather strange people. Figures that deserved the same respect as any other individual purely because the Throne recorded them in the first place. However that didn't stop some from being just rather odd individuals. Ones that she wouldn't try to strike up a conversation with normally but given their current situation, felt a desire to at least extend a helping hand of sorts.
"And at such an important part as well. You sure know how to get someone invested only to pull the rug out from their feet." Seemed there was only one way forward.
"How much are you asking for?"
" Any good storyteller makes sure to keep their audience hooked! " she's saying nothing of the exact means for that for it all would reach the same end, no matter the route the Caster chose to take.
it would be simple to ask for dust from the Lancer. or she could demand something a bit more pricey. however, neither of those options appealed to Sheba in the slightest. a good merchant extends a hand to loyal customers or those who have proven to be trustworthy. she may not know the fae knight as well as others do, but a knight has ideals they strive toward and a code they stand upon, do they not?
call this a gesture of faith, if you must.
" Tell you what. As you help our Master, I'll give you a deal. Buy us lunch and I'll consider it as payment. " perhaps an unexpected course when one hears the word 'payment' but given the nature of this city, she needed no dust from another. " Fret not, I won't pick anything expensive! Saving money is very important."















