[ Squalo's back to feeling normal (and, possibly, literally back from being kidnapped by dragons, however that works), so he takes to exploring the gardens, something he had neglected to do until now. ]
[ And he nearly trips over a small jerkwad. ]
...you have got to stop doing that.
[ But okay. Okay. He can focus on the problem at hand. There's like, a swarm of tiny dragons around Feitan. Something something small attracts small, maybe. Or it's that weird meditation thing he's doing. ]
[ He reaches for the nearest critter (the winged lizard, not the junkyard boy). ]
You do know we can sell those.
[ Well, it may not be so much "sell" as trade, but the carnival could have some good shit and if there were (essentially) free tokens to be had, Squalo would get them. Don't mind him trying to shove a second dragon under his arm. ]
i. SURPRISE,
[ And he nearly trips over a small jerkwad. ]
...you have got to stop doing that.
[ But okay. Okay. He can focus on the problem at hand. There's like, a swarm of tiny dragons around Feitan. Something something small attracts small, maybe. Or it's that weird meditation thing he's doing. ]
[ He reaches for the nearest critter (the winged lizard, not the junkyard boy). ]
You do know we can sell those.
[ Well, it may not be so much "sell" as trade, but the carnival could have some good shit and if there were (essentially) free tokens to be had, Squalo would get them. Don't mind him trying to shove a second dragon under his arm. ]
[ This is now a bounty hunt. ]