[ Her curiosity is mirrored in his own inhuman features. ]
I find! [ This he says proudly, as another crab attempts to escape the crate. It skitters away frantically - but Nanaue blocks it with one meaty hand and gently picks it up, placing it back in the box. With his hand already in there, he digs out a smoothed piece of green sea glass and holds it out in his palm. ]
No coin... ? Okay. [ He points with his other hand to the pile of things people have been trading, some of it literal garbage. ] Take credit!
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I find! [ This he says proudly, as another crab attempts to escape the crate. It skitters away frantically - but Nanaue blocks it with one meaty hand and gently picks it up, placing it back in the box. With his hand already in there, he digs out a smoothed piece of green sea glass and holds it out in his palm. ]
No coin... ? Okay. [ He points with his other hand to the pile of things people have been trading, some of it literal garbage. ] Take credit!
[ She must have something! ]