Honestly, if you had told Lloyd a year ago that he would be doing something as mundane as going grocery shopping with an alternate universe version of his dead mother, he would have asked you what knocked you so hard on your head.
But here he is, being led through the market by Anna, holding their packs and calling for her attention when passing by something that is needed or could be useful for their travels. It's… really nice, actually. Neither of them bring up their conversation in the forest on that first night of their travels, instead joking around and having light-hearted conversations about the things they enjoy about traveling, funny stories and cool recipes traded back and forth like second nature. And watching Anna haggle for food and necessities as though every overpriced item is a personal slight to her character is fun too, especially when Lloyd gets to sneak in a few lines of support for her arguments. He wishes Malos were here with them, as used to the blade's presence as he's gotten in the past few days, but Malos was dodgy when Lloyd asked why he wouldn't come, so he let the topic drop. It's fine, he's having fun.
At least, it's fun until they get to the fruit stand. The apples the seller has on sale do look delicious, and Lloyd hadn't realized how much he missed the sweet treats until he was staring at them in the basket they were being held in, but those prices are outrageous, a blatant attempt to swindle some poor folk and the unknowing into buying overpriced food, a goddamn necessity. Already, Lloyd's mouth sets itself into a frown, definitely irritated by the gall of this dude, but while he probably would have just walked away from the stand and let it be, Anna takes the obnoxious pricing to heart and gets heated.
The man really is quite a piece of work. The way he talks is condescending, assertive and arrogant, disrespectful towards Anna and her own knowledge. Lloyd bristles at the way he says "our Aegis," as though Zelos is not a goddamn person, just a weapon. And even though the Dwarven Vows echo through Lloyd's mind, he thinks if Dirk were here to see this guy, he'd understand.
While Anna is arguing with the merchant, Lloyd steps closer to the apple stand and - without taking his eyes off of the confrontation - scoops up two apples from the edge of the basket, quickly and efficiently settling them into the pack he's let hang just off his wrist, giving him easy, one-armed access to the mouth of it.
Anna calls for him to leave, so with the deed done, and his face as blank as can be, he nods and continues on with her. They make their way out from the market's handwoven fiber cover and Lloyd listens with no small amount of amusement righteous satisfaction as his mom calls the merchant every filthy name in the book. She's not paying attention to Lloyd's movements, so he grabs one of the apples out of the pack as soon as they're out of the merchant's sight and takes a bite into it.
"Yeah, what an asshole," he says after swallowing, a wide, playful grin placing itself on his face. "Can't believe he was charging so much."
And then with his free hand, he grabs the other apple from the pack and holds it out to Anna, grin growing impossibly bigger. "Want an apple?"
Lloyd Does Crimes
But here he is, being led through the market by Anna, holding their packs and calling for her attention when passing by something that is needed or could be useful for their travels. It's… really nice, actually. Neither of them bring up their conversation in the forest on that first night of their travels, instead joking around and having light-hearted conversations about the things they enjoy about traveling, funny stories and cool recipes traded back and forth like second nature. And watching Anna haggle for food and necessities as though every overpriced item is a personal slight to her character is fun too, especially when Lloyd gets to sneak in a few lines of support for her arguments. He wishes Malos were here with them, as used to the blade's presence as he's gotten in the past few days, but Malos was dodgy when Lloyd asked why he wouldn't come, so he let the topic drop. It's fine, he's having fun.
At least, it's fun until they get to the fruit stand. The apples the seller has on sale do look delicious, and Lloyd hadn't realized how much he missed the sweet treats until he was staring at them in the basket they were being held in, but those prices are outrageous, a blatant attempt to swindle some poor folk and the unknowing into buying overpriced food, a goddamn necessity. Already, Lloyd's mouth sets itself into a frown, definitely irritated by the gall of this dude, but while he probably would have just walked away from the stand and let it be, Anna takes the obnoxious pricing to heart and gets heated.
The man really is quite a piece of work. The way he talks is condescending, assertive and arrogant, disrespectful towards Anna and her own knowledge. Lloyd bristles at the way he says "our Aegis," as though Zelos is not a goddamn person, just a weapon. And even though the Dwarven Vows echo through Lloyd's mind, he thinks if Dirk were here to see this guy, he'd understand.
While Anna is arguing with the merchant, Lloyd steps closer to the apple stand and - without taking his eyes off of the confrontation - scoops up two apples from the edge of the basket, quickly and efficiently settling them into the pack he's let hang just off his wrist, giving him easy, one-armed access to the mouth of it.
Anna calls for him to leave, so with the deed done, and his face as blank as can be, he nods and continues on with her. They make their way out from the market's handwoven fiber cover and Lloyd listens with no small amount of amusement righteous satisfaction as his mom calls the merchant every filthy name in the book. She's not paying attention to Lloyd's movements, so he grabs one of the apples out of the pack as soon as they're out of the merchant's sight and takes a bite into it.
"Yeah, what an asshole," he says after swallowing, a wide, playful grin placing itself on his face. "Can't believe he was charging so much."
And then with his free hand, he grabs the other apple from the pack and holds it out to Anna, grin growing impossibly bigger. "Want an apple?"