
Whiskeyjack looks at the Elezen girl with his mouth wide open. He affixes his jaw back into the appropriate spot and finally speaks. "Well. Ye' certainly do know yer way. Hell, I was plannin' on jus' giving you some security job an payin' ya meager wages. Tell ya what... I need a spotter with yer eyes. I don't need ya fer hawkin' goods though, I need ya fer me exports business. I'll toss a few thousand gil a year in for ya, working as my personal bodygirl. You in, kiddo?" He asked, offering her a smile.
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