Stone / Altair / Open
“I can’t say I’ve had worse weeks,” the girl admitted, “Especially with how things went down.” Thinking back, a bit, it was surprising that Stone had managed it at all. Maybe her uppers were right, and she did show promise, at least a little. Best not to let it get to her head, though, and she continued, seeking to achieve vagueness with her words. “I decided that I’d spend a little today, just for the Festival, y’know? Still trying to save up,” ‘At least, a little more than usual,’ she added mentally.
“You seem to be pretty fancy, actually. What’s it for, secret stash?” Stone teased.
‘Teasing, huh?’ the thief thought for a moment. Well, it’s not like the girl honestly expected an answer, and if so, not a truthful one.