[he'll just be in town trying to find new guns. Preferably ones with a bit more accuracy than a flintlock pistol. He's honest to the core, though, so he's mostly just looking]
[Well, what do you know? Molotov is doing the same thing! Only she's not so honest, so she is very aggressively perusing dangerous weapons. And also maybe she's stealing other, smaller stuff from market stalls. Hey, a girl can always use a nice necklace.]
[his mind does a quick account. They're in a populated place. They're away from the ship and any place where she could be locked up. And, if he isn't careful, there's nothing to stop her from disappearing into the crowd. Unless he tries tackling her now, and that still risks people getting hurt.
He'll just have to stick to her until he's in a better place to attempt an...arrest...of sorts.]
You're....from the ship.
[find an excuse. find an-
his gazes falls suspiciously on the purse] You seem to have found money awfully fast.
[Molotov is a liar who does not intend to go back to the ship and carry on with this ridiculous journey. She honestly intends to stay right here in this town until the world changes back. So this conversation is not anything she wants to entertain any longer.
With a glance down at her little coin purse, Molotov glares at this weird man.] How I get my money is not your concern.
[his expression hardening a little] Because we've got enough trouble without getting us called out because you decided you wanted a five finger discount.
[figures. The castle allied itself with a terrorist. Can't say he's surprised...and he's irritated enough to let the accusation make it's way into the open, caustic and dry]
Was that even before you started blowing up the town, or was this some sort of reward?
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...wait...
How had Brock described his girlfriend?]
........You.
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What?
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He'll just have to stick to her until he's in a better place to attempt an...arrest...of sorts.]
You're....from the ship.
[find an excuse. find an-
his gazes falls suspiciously on the purse] You seem to have found money awfully fast.
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[Molotov is a liar who does not intend to go back to the ship and carry on with this ridiculous journey. She honestly intends to stay right here in this town until the world changes back. So this conversation is not anything she wants to entertain any longer.
With a glance down at her little coin purse, Molotov glares at this weird man.] How I get my money is not your concern.
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[his expression hardening a little] Because we've got enough trouble without getting us called out because you decided you wanted a five finger discount.
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I have not stolen money. This is mine! How dare you.
[This is actually true. She stole stuff, mostly from the ship, and sold it for money!]
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[that's...actually not unheard of, but the skepticism is in his voice all the same]
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Was that even before you started blowing up the town, or was this some sort of reward?
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