Lemm thinks he should pretend this isn't happening, leave with some offputting comment, and go to bed and wake up to an empty shop and a pile of curtains and no nail outside his door. Maybe even sleep in some other part of the city. It's their shop for tonight! He'll live! He has before. But.
...They've been...
They've been helpful. On purpose. To him specifically. At a cost to their health, maybe? And now they look like they're trying to be nonthreatening in the way that a tiktik might try to be nonthreatening.
That's a lot of variables that spell out the faint possibility that... he might be overreacting.
"I... think," he says haltingly and with a great deal of uncertainty. "I think I'll go for a walk first." He holds up his hands. "I won't touch your nail. Just an old Relic Seeker, leaving."
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...They've been...
They've been helpful. On purpose. To him specifically. At a cost to their health, maybe? And now they look like they're trying to be nonthreatening in the way that a tiktik might try to be nonthreatening.
That's a lot of variables that spell out the faint possibility that... he might be overreacting.
"I... think," he says haltingly and with a great deal of uncertainty. "I think I'll go for a walk first." He holds up his hands. "I won't touch your nail. Just an old Relic Seeker, leaving."