Jogging to catch up, Kit is actually a bit winded by the time he catches up to the Medicine Seller, waving off the kids with a couple of candies and a few coppers. He heads into the crumbling building--and then jolts with widening eyes as the pot hits the door right above his head.
"Sodding ancestors--" He crouches down to examine the pot guardedly, then shoots a look at the Medicine Seller. Any annoyance at him over trying to sneak away is gone. "We've got to find something else to do for fun one of these days."
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Jogging to catch up, Kit is actually a bit winded by the time he catches up to the Medicine Seller, waving off the kids with a couple of candies and a few coppers. He heads into the crumbling building--and then jolts with widening eyes as the pot hits the door right above his head.
"Sodding ancestors--" He crouches down to examine the pot guardedly, then shoots a look at the Medicine Seller. Any annoyance at him over trying to sneak away is gone. "We've got to find something else to do for fun one of these days."