Tobias makes no pull of protest or gives a look of disdain while Yloise speaks to the Sultansworn or puts the gem back into her shoulder bag. He remains silent and unmoved as she makes her little play. The only reaction Yloise would get from Tobias was when he briefly flashes a miniscule hint of a smile as she disapprovingly glances over at him. Perhaps the smile was meant for her, knowing what she was up to. Perhaps the smile was meant for himself, knowing that he could enjoy her 'company' of sorts as their game of cat and mouse could prolong a little more.
       Whatever the reason may be, Tobias made no attempts to outright destroy the facade. Logically, he knew what he has to do. What he should do. His mind insists he was still on duty or contract, which he acknowledges to himself full well. Despite the intelligence that protests him to do otherwise, pleasure prioritizes over business.
       Before the Miqo'te can answer and respond to that sweet smile the Elezen had, Tobias retorts quite coolly, "The only scam here would be to pay such an outrageous price for such a flawed gem, why," a pause of a breath so he can scoff incredulously, "the Wildwoods dig up better baubles by kicking the dirts of Gridania than what you have to offer in your so called 'hard days' work. A traveling Goldsmith and Miner indeed--for you have yet to find any that does not see the folly of your goods!" With that, Tobias revels in their sparring of words. He can only wonder at this point, if Landrenel would play into Yloise's words and ploy.
       Whatever the reason may be, Tobias made no attempts to outright destroy the facade. Logically, he knew what he has to do. What he should do. His mind insists he was still on duty or contract, which he acknowledges to himself full well. Despite the intelligence that protests him to do otherwise, pleasure prioritizes over business.
       Before the Miqo'te can answer and respond to that sweet smile the Elezen had, Tobias retorts quite coolly, "The only scam here would be to pay such an outrageous price for such a flawed gem, why," a pause of a breath so he can scoff incredulously, "the Wildwoods dig up better baubles by kicking the dirts of Gridania than what you have to offer in your so called 'hard days' work. A traveling Goldsmith and Miner indeed--for you have yet to find any that does not see the folly of your goods!" With that, Tobias revels in their sparring of words. He can only wonder at this point, if Landrenel would play into Yloise's words and ploy.
