[color=0072bc]"My work consists of long hours of traveling and endurance and since you're accompanying me, you'll need to keep your strength up. I need you to be fully efficient and you look like you haven't eaten for at least a day..."[/color] Bastian said.

[color=fff79a]"Such a softie."[/color] The vendor muttered while going back to sitting down beside the chest. Bastian overheard, but ignored his comment. Leading Elizabeth away to an active vendor full of mercenaries, selling various cooked meat on a bone, skewers, other natural produce. The prices weren't cheap but it was far from extravagant. An older gentleman, with a long pointed chin with a stretched and slender body, perpetually hunched over serving each customer quickly with impatient hand gestures, never even looking anyone in the eye.

[color=0072bc]"What would you like to eat? Choose something you can carry."[/color] The vendor approached leering at Elizabeth.