Sylvia’s eyes widened and she stood still, shocked by what she was seeing before her. Her mind was reeling, 

“[i]Whatisthatwhatisthatwhatisthatholyshitwhatisthat?![/i]”

Whatever it was, Sylvia could glean that not only was he sentient, but it was also probably really powerful, judging from her friends’ reactions and the dead troglodyte body outside the store. As she stood still, her grip on her staff loosened until it clattered to the ground, her hand still in the same position as though she was still holding her weapon of choice.

Sylvia managed to get a hold of herself slowly while the shopkeeper uncomfortably examined everyone and their belongings, making comments and what he might be willing to trade. She wasn’t too happy at the fact that he wanted to trade Buddy, but she had a feeling that antagonizing this shopkeeper would mean death for her and her friends.

She answered the shopkeeper, “I-It’s a generous offer...Ser, but I must respectfully decline. Buddy is just as much of an adventurer as we are and thus, is not for sale,” 

There was no way she would sell a friend. It felt wrong. 

She asked hesitantly, “Er...We would love to peruse your wares, but there’s something we’d like to ask first. Have you seen a large crocodile lately? We were sent to look for a crocodile named Green Eyes,”