[ There's the Arcanine, letting... a leaf fall on his nose. There will be no help from the overgrown fuzzlord corner.
She listens to everything as he speaks. Goldenrod sounds like it'll work for the sake of a common response; easier if it's one he's partial to, as it'd be characteristic for him to mention anything related to said city.
Also, Jean owns a shop, Bertolt bakes for it, and he hasn't perfected donuts. The fact he makes them at all is compelling; now's a great time to learn she has a sweet tooth, though her only real acknowledgement is a nod and noncommittal sound as he keeps speaking.
(It's nice to know fresh donuts are something obtainable in this place.)
Beyond that... ]
It's that simple to find work here? [ And a pause followed by a smaller frown. ] I haven't heard about who or what governs the area—who's in charge of printing the money? Or the treasury?
[ No, first, finish the task she was on. She holds up a hand, interrupting her own thoughts and forestalling any answer. ]
who indeed? /we stare at the camera a la the office
She listens to everything as he speaks. Goldenrod sounds like it'll work for the sake of a common response; easier if it's one he's partial to, as it'd be characteristic for him to mention anything related to said city.
Also, Jean owns a shop, Bertolt bakes for it, and he hasn't perfected donuts. The fact he makes them at all is compelling; now's a great time to learn she has a sweet tooth, though her only real acknowledgement is a nod and noncommittal sound as he keeps speaking.
(It's nice to know fresh donuts are something obtainable in this place.)
Beyond that... ]
It's that simple to find work here? [ And a pause followed by a smaller frown. ] I haven't heard about who or what governs the area—who's in charge of printing the money? Or the treasury?
[ No, first, finish the task she was on. She holds up a hand, interrupting her own thoughts and forestalling any answer. ]
Goldenrod can be part of the answer.