[Soren leans in to give it a closer inspection via look and smell. It's... unrecognizable even now, and overwhelmed by the overall meaty miasma. He looks up at the vendor standing closest and props his hand by his chin in a brief stint of consideration. Maybe it would just be better to...]
Two of everything, please. [He fishes for an adequate handful of currency.] Would you be so kind as to tell me what that one is? I'm not very good at reading.
[That seems reasonable! Most monsters aren't too focused on their studies around here, so he doesn't even question it as strange; if he's giving him any odd look, it's because he's never seen a monster quite like Soren before. He's pleased that they're willing to try all they have to offer and tells him that his friend over there has some refined taste: it's the rare and tender flesh of those dangerous armadillos found deeper in the tunnels. That's the first time Soren's even heard of those.]
Oh. Interesting...
[He sounds more hesitant than genuinely interested, glancing over to check the turnskin's reception to the idea. The vendor reassures him that it's delectable and melts in your mouth.]
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Two of everything, please. [He fishes for an adequate handful of currency.] Would you be so kind as to tell me what that one is? I'm not very good at reading.
[That seems reasonable! Most monsters aren't too focused on their studies around here, so he doesn't even question it as strange; if he's giving him any odd look, it's because he's never seen a monster quite like Soren before. He's pleased that they're willing to try all they have to offer and tells him that his friend over there has some refined taste: it's the rare and tender flesh of those dangerous armadillos found deeper in the tunnels. That's the first time Soren's even heard of those.]
Oh. Interesting...
[He sounds more hesitant than genuinely interested, glancing over to check the turnskin's reception to the idea. The vendor reassures him that it's delectable and melts in your mouth.]