Lolo's breath caught in his throat. There it was again, the suggestion that something, some rumor from his past had made it out of Thanalan, had followed him to Limsa Lominsa. Leaving his left hand firmly planted on his pocket, Lolo raised his right hand to his collar, tugging at it gently. He knew it made him look nervous, but everything was beginning to feel very constricting. He hadn't done this dance in a long time; he was out of practice and rapidly running out of patience.
"Who says I'm not like the others? How do you mean?" He looked into her wide, wavering eyes, searching for any sign of what she knew. He hoped he wasn't beginning to sound as desperate as he felt. "You're so eager, I simply want to ensure that you haven't come to the wrong place by accident," he added quickly and with a weak smile, hoping to cover himself.
"Who says I'm not like the others? How do you mean?" He looked into her wide, wavering eyes, searching for any sign of what she knew. He hoped he wasn't beginning to sound as desperate as he felt. "You're so eager, I simply want to ensure that you haven't come to the wrong place by accident," he added quickly and with a weak smile, hoping to cover himself.
