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[hairington]

Who: steve and you
When: july-august
Where: nocwich, horizon, solvunn, etc.
What: steve is forcing himself back into some form of life/routine, at least he hopes so
Warnings: n/a

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[hairington]

[ Steve nods, putting on his best rich kid unimpressed expression in that sort of way where ah, yeah, he knows when only somewhat decent stuff is totally overpriced but that's just the way things go, and it takes a lot of work and effort to hold back his snort.

it all feels very... what? normal? familiar? percy and the red-faced merchant exchange a few more words, Steve pretends to act like he is judging the whole thing, like he's unimpressed with the merchant, until the final agreement is made and Steve doesn't even try to hold back the smile.

in reality, he has no idea what it is percy just managed to get away with where this exchange is concerned, but percy is grinning and Steve will take that as a win. Steve laughs, shakes his head, and lets percy carry all the bags on his own. ]

Sure, if that's what you wanna call it. [ even is Steve did watch percy hand over his entire wallet. ] I'm guessing I'll buy lunch? Unless you've got somewhere to be.

[seaweedbrain]

Lunch?

[ Is it gauche to accept a free meal, especially when your only other options are to find your girlfriend and make her pay for it (until next stipend!!!), or find your not-actually-big-brother-in-law and get him to pay for it?

No, Percy doesn't think so.

Besides, he really is glad to see Steve. ]

Yeah, actually. You know what, haggling with merchants does build up a pretty hefty appetite. [ It's actually the truth. He's starving.

Then again it probably doesn't take a whole lot to get him to eat. ] Lunch sounds great. And it'll be on me next time, I swear.

[hairington]

[ really, Steve doesn't think too much about the question because truth be told, he assumes they both will (almost) always answer yes. it's hard to tell in nocwich what time it is, but Steve goes based on his stomach, and after a few hours of wandering the market, his stomach says food, and he knows percy won't turn him down. ]

Yeah, that looked intense. Glad you got it taken care of though. [ and in support, Steve just sort of pats the large bag that percy is carrying all on his own. no, he does not offer to help. instead, he just starts walking. ]

Yeah- once you're not feeding all the horses in Thorne, apparently. [ a laugh, and then Steve is pushing back some of his hair off his forehead. ] Don't they have servants or something that do that? For the king and queen?

[seaweedbrain]

[ Yeah, it's kinda weird that Steve isn't even offering to give him a hand with this awfully heavy, very bulky feed ........ nah. If Percy even seems remotely bothered by it, he certainly isn't showing it. Instead he cheerfully grins, readjusting the large bag over his shoulder and quickens his pace to walk alongside Steve. ]

Yeah, they've got regular stablehands and pooper-scoopers. [ He explains with a shrug. ] I made the mistake of bringing some of this stuff back to them once, just because they were really nice to me when I first got here, you know? And now it's like — I dunno, we started this whole friendship. I get them this specialty feed, they let me know all of the juicy details of their riders.

Or just like, regular horse gossip, which isn't actually as boring as you'd think.

[ He laughs too, because okay yeah this is a lot. ]

And back in Thorne we're kind of having a horse population crisis at the castle, so I figure I'd do my part in getting as many of the wild ones to join us.