[Padparadscha can take the not very subtle hint, though they seem more amused by it than anything. With a slight shrug, they stretch their arms up over their head, then tap the salesperson on the shoulder. He seems a little surprised for a moment, looking at the hand then up and Padparadscha as if unsure they're the same thing.]
Sorry, then, I suppose I have plans now, right? [The shopkeeper still seems a little too confused to argue, so Padparadscha takes the opportunity to wander off past Eve, combing their shards of hair back over their shoulder with one hand with nails that shine like gems.]
What kind of "somewhere else" were you thinking, little one?
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Sorry, then, I suppose I have plans now, right? [The shopkeeper still seems a little too confused to argue, so Padparadscha takes the opportunity to wander off past Eve, combing their shards of hair back over their shoulder with one hand with nails that shine like gems.]
What kind of "somewhere else" were you thinking, little one?