“That's a fair point. The terms of a deal must always be clear, therefore. . .”
The vixen manifested a contract in her grasp along with a pen before handing it to the mage.
“This contract binds me to only do what we have agreed on, and nothing else. . .”
𝑲𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
Nothing is ever as simple as it seems. And trust is not so easily given when greeted with a row of teeth.
"A sign of good will." Blunt statement offers a peek. To where she leans. "How else am I suppose to trust you?"
Fern
The vixen gave a nod before approaching, her grin showing off her sharp animalistic teeth as she stared at the woman with the eyes of a predator.
“Exactly, I love it when my client doesn't beat around the bush. Since you understand that so well, what is your answer, yes or no~?”
𝑲𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
Pensive stare is unapologetic. Her language is familiar to merchants, and require a similar approach. Coldness, and defensive nature.
So guard. Fold arms. Not like she can negotiate much from her position but... "Is that what you're after? Mana, for relief?" Seems fair. If, that's it.
Fern
“Being noisy is my job you see, you won't find business opportunity by simply staying put.
But I digress, I'd gladly give you the relief you so desire, for a price of course. . . Let's form a contract, I could always use a powerful mage like you as a mana source afterall~”
𝑲𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
"...You servant types are always so... nosy, aren't you?" But suppose some of the fault had laid with her. Indulging with another was risky but, needs may damn.
"...Well? What is it?"
Fern
My my, quite the mess she's made. . . She seems to be quite needy, perhaps a certain vixen can help out with her condition~♡
