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Saya watched him walk off before looking at fruit salesman whom was no longer angry. He was in fact beaming at the amount of gold. It was much more than what he needed to replace the stall and his fruit. Saya blinked, seeing that this man showed no signs of wanting to return what he didn't need. She closed her eyes and focused, trying to hear the salesman's thoughts. 
[color=8dc73f][i]I'm rich! That idiot didn't even think twice about...[/i][/color] 

Saya opened her eyes, a sudden look of distaste appearing on her face at this man's dishonesty. It quickly vanished though as her expression once again became deadpanned. She stared at the merchant, speaking into his mind using his own voice.
[color=39b54a][i]That was pretty dishonest of you.[/i][/color]
[color=8dc73f][i]What?! Who are you?![/i][/color]
[color=39b54a][i]I am your conscience. Don't you think that you should give some of that back?[/i][/color]
[color=8dc73f][i]Why would I do that exactly?![/i][/color]
[i][color=39b54a]It is the right thing to do. Remember, all of your actions have[/color] [color=black]consequences.[/color][/i] 

She made the voice at the end of the sentence deep and demonic, causing a frightened expression to appear on the merchant's face. He hurriedly stuffed about half of the gold back into the bag and handed it to Saya saying, [color=8dc73f]"P-please! Find that man and give this back to him!"[/color] he said, afraid that if he didn't something terrible would happen to him.
Saya nodded before taking the bag, the gold inside it weighing her down quite a bit. "Alirght." she said calmly before going off in the direction that the drakken went. He was pretty easy to spot, so when she saw him, she went up to him as quickly as she could holding the heavy sack of doom. She bumped into a few people on the way, and they yelled at her. She ignored them and went up behind the drakken. "Hey," she said, trying to get his attention.