This stranger-yet-not-quite-a-stranger is about as forthcoming as an Arcane Egg, but Lemm is a stubborn old coot.
"Ah! Now you're listening, which means you do know a thing or two."
It doesn't, necessarily, but it's an in.
Lemm's gaze wanders unabashedly over the stranger's appearance. He has an eye for detail, and there's a lot he's just learned in a few seconds. The more he looks, the more his mind is buzzing with possible explanations for just what might be going on here. (Down! Down with them. Never assume to know something. Stop that.)
"You look like you've been dragged through a thorn bush," he declares bluntly, interrupting his own thoughts. Either he takes the lead, or he'll lose his chance. "If the damp's no good for me, it's no good for you either. I've no interest in idle chitchat, but there are things I'd like to know and I suspect you have answers. So, trade for trade. Humour my questions and sit down somewhere dry for a while. Or stay out here and be wet and miserable."
He half-turns and dips his head in the direction of his shop. He's never made a habit of inviting people over, and he's mildly aware of how clumsy he is at it now.
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"Ah! Now you're listening, which means you do know a thing or two."
It doesn't, necessarily, but it's an in.
Lemm's gaze wanders unabashedly over the stranger's appearance. He has an eye for detail, and there's a lot he's just learned in a few seconds. The more he looks, the more his mind is buzzing with possible explanations for just what might be going on here. (Down! Down with them. Never assume to know something. Stop that.)
"You look like you've been dragged through a thorn bush," he declares bluntly, interrupting his own thoughts. Either he takes the lead, or he'll lose his chance. "If the damp's no good for me, it's no good for you either. I've no interest in idle chitchat, but there are things I'd like to know and I suspect you have answers. So, trade for trade. Humour my questions and sit down somewhere dry for a while. Or stay out here and be wet and miserable."
He half-turns and dips his head in the direction of his shop. He's never made a habit of inviting people over, and he's mildly aware of how clumsy he is at it now.