Vaughn looked at his book, then gripped it tight. He knew how hard it has been the last few cycles more than anyone, though his clothing suggested otherwise. And this Duskwight selling 'dubious' goods, whatever that means, was also trying to make it by in this unforgiving city. The other elezen that joined them just seemed to be harsh. And rude. It was unbecoming for someone to be speaking that way to...
He shook his head, trying to get those thoughts out. Jaques kept telling him he was equal to all and to not think like that anymore. But who was equal in this situation? There was such a division that it was difficult to think anybody was equal to anybody else. There was still hierarchy. There is still a Master.
Still, he forces a smile to the woman as she returned to them with an empty basket. "If you'd like, miss, I could help you make your next batch. Twice the rolls in half the time."
He shook his head, trying to get those thoughts out. Jaques kept telling him he was equal to all and to not think like that anymore. But who was equal in this situation? There was such a division that it was difficult to think anybody was equal to anybody else. There was still hierarchy. There is still a Master.
Still, he forces a smile to the woman as she returned to them with an empty basket. "If you'd like, miss, I could help you make your next batch. Twice the rolls in half the time."
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