Aya's cheeks flushed with the embarrassment of one accustomed to finding Limsa's shopping quite extraordinary. "I suppose..." she she replies with a meek tone that adds emphasis to her strange accent.Â
As he describes and shows off the dagger, she looks somewhat less impressed. "If there is one thing the Houses know, it is dragon blood I suppose...," she says wryly. "That is a lovely piece of craftsmanship, though..." she turns her head around the dagger, examining it from every side. Her eyes look thoughtful, as she seems to look past the blade. Cocking her head up toward him, she asks "I don't suppose you ever trade in more practical weapons of Ishgardian make, do you?"
As he describes and shows off the dagger, she looks somewhat less impressed. "If there is one thing the Houses know, it is dragon blood I suppose...," she says wryly. "That is a lovely piece of craftsmanship, though..." she turns her head around the dagger, examining it from every side. Her eyes look thoughtful, as she seems to look past the blade. Cocking her head up toward him, she asks "I don't suppose you ever trade in more practical weapons of Ishgardian make, do you?"
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