There were only so many supplies they could really pack with them, so inevitably they do end up having to hit up a market somewhere. It's safer if Zelos doesn't go into town, so he and Sheena elect to camp out a little ways away. Malos apparently has some important thing he has to buy (he won't tell her what, which is rude, but she DOES know it's a gift for Lloyd) so he sends Anna and Lloyd into the market for food.
Thankfully they aren't completely out of cash yet, so Anna can do Entirely Legal haggling for all the supplies they need. She and Lloyd talk road-trip recipes, she's delighted to learn he knows quite a few more than she does (in her defense, Jin's always done most of the cooking) so she lets him buy what he needs. They're just about ready to head out when they walk past a fruit stall.
Fruit isn't gonna last 'em much longer than a few days, but Anna is dying to have something sweet for a change, and she's pretty sure they can afford a little. So.
Except, hold on a minute.
"You're charging how much for apples?" she demands, incredulous.
The guy running the stall is short and round and looks kind of grimy. All of his fruit is definitely imported, from the labels on the crates. His face is like a stone as Anna accuses him.
"We are at war," the merchant reminds her. "It's much harder to get fruit when--"
"Bullshit, we've been at peace since the misfire," Anna counters, before he can get any further into that excuse. She scans his prices again, getting more offended the more she considers them. Oranges can't cost that much either. She'll believe the bananas, since those only grow in Altamira, but-- Where is he importing these from? Bumfuck nowhere? "Look. Five apples. Half that price."
"No sale."
Architect, he's a real piece of work.
"Come on, that's totally reasonable," Anna insists. "You don't even have to give me good apples."
"That price is final," the merchant argues. "With our Aegis missing we are essentially at war, so I refuse to take even a single gold less for my wares."
"...fuck your apples, then," Anna says, turning away. "Come on, Lloyd."
TIMESKIP TIME
Thankfully they aren't completely out of cash yet, so Anna can do Entirely Legal haggling for all the supplies they need. She and Lloyd talk road-trip recipes, she's delighted to learn he knows quite a few more than she does (in her defense, Jin's always done most of the cooking) so she lets him buy what he needs. They're just about ready to head out when they walk past a fruit stall.
Fruit isn't gonna last 'em much longer than a few days, but Anna is dying to have something sweet for a change, and she's pretty sure they can afford a little. So.
Except, hold on a minute.
"You're charging how much for apples?" she demands, incredulous.
The guy running the stall is short and round and looks kind of grimy. All of his fruit is definitely imported, from the labels on the crates. His face is like a stone as Anna accuses him.
"We are at war," the merchant reminds her. "It's much harder to get fruit when--"
"Bullshit, we've been at peace since the misfire," Anna counters, before he can get any further into that excuse. She scans his prices again, getting more offended the more she considers them. Oranges can't cost that much either. She'll believe the bananas, since those only grow in Altamira, but-- Where is he importing these from? Bumfuck nowhere? "Look. Five apples. Half that price."
"No sale."
Architect, he's a real piece of work.
"Come on, that's totally reasonable," Anna insists. "You don't even have to give me good apples."
"That price is final," the merchant argues. "With our Aegis missing we are essentially at war, so I refuse to take even a single gold less for my wares."
"...fuck your apples, then," Anna says, turning away. "Come on, Lloyd."