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being called a thief was definitely not something that cerberus enjoyed, he had had many different occupations in his life time but earning coin had always been a perfectly legal approach in every single one of them. and so, he could not help the smile upon his lips from faltering, “ look I meant that genuinly, but if you want me to actually up the prices I’d be more than happy to do that for you. “ a specific edge in his tone shone out in that statement as he felt ever so slightly salty at the assumption the other made about him. the young man picked out the two pair of boots from his inventory setting them down before the other. “ here’s the warmth one, and these are the speed enhancing ones. basically, you know how you have different statistics for abilities in the game? and you know how specific items are tailored to enhancing some of these abilities by a specific percentage. well the movement speed enhancing boots do so by a total of 15% percent. allowing you to run faster between locations than you would do without out them, thus if you level up the skill and use this item you get extra value so to speak. “Â
Daedalus’s brow furrowed. It was clear he didn’t believe a word the man was saying, but he was in no mood for a fight. He had to stop doing that, anyhow--picking fights with perfectly decent people, only meaning to help. He’d have chastised himself for forgetting how to trust, but the red cursor on him--well, it told its own story. “My bad,” he said, waving away his own words. He went quiet, arms crossed over his chest as he listened to the product description. It didn’t sound half bad. Actually, it sounded like a miracle. “Yeah, I’ll take it,” he said. “And I’ll pay full price. Don’t go giving assholes like me any discounts, alright? Bad for business.” He began to fumble in his pockets for coin, hoping he could at least pay for an apology.Â
