[Beau considers the advice, and the contrast in the expressions of the two people here. An increasingly flustered stall owner, offended at the accusations against their wares, without signs of guilt, shame, or shameless willingness to poison people for a profit. Awkward and haunted, avoiding eye contact, telling a stranger to just take them at their word.]
...You have some history with each other, this some sort of sabotage, or what?
[She doesn't think so, there's no recognition in the stall owner she can see, but hell, maybe this guy's face is an illusion.]
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...You have some history with each other, this some sort of sabotage, or what?
[She doesn't think so, there's no recognition in the stall owner she can see, but hell, maybe this guy's face is an illusion.]