Kijani looked quite eager at the word 'sale', but she knew she still couldn't afford that particular helmet. "That's excellent! Thank you for letting me know." She was always polite to salespeople. Something her friends had always lacked, especially when Kijani found herself sticking up for them. It was one thing that they were customers, but they didn't have to treat the workers like scum. 

When the woman left, Kijani leaned toward Taylor and murmured in a low voice. "Taylor, even at a discount, I can't afford that..." It made her feel deeply ashamed inside. To have to worry about money, it was a feeling that she didn't like.