[BlueInTheShell]

Tritonia's eyes rolled with the informative slobber that dribbled out of Chidi's mouth. It was nice to know she could at least charge people a pretty penny should she ever need the money for something (Regardless of Chidi's desire to peddle herself or not.) And the bard looked towards the dark-skinned girl with a small glimmer of ennui that tarnished the eye - Tritonia yawning, the heat of the land making her a bit more tired than she desired to be. "No real desire to care, or know about the genders of your clients. Unimportant, considering the name of the game is coin." Tritonia oozed, sniffling and bringing up a hand to itch her nose. "Do yourself a favor, and never pale your skin. I need shade. And soon."

The mention of being pampered put a stopper in the foul mood brewing in the bard, and once they were walking again - the regal stride of each foot from Tritonia began anew, the woman swaying like a delicate flower being pushed by each gust of a gentle breeze. "We can start with you cleaning my nails then. As for anything else, I'll yell at you for it. I'd demand you to cook, but the last thing I need to do is wake up and have to squat in the wilds for half a day because you tried to poison me."

"And of course you'd be allowed to quit. I'm not stopping you from doing so now, dear." Tritonia hummed, mirth filling the air as she cocked her head to the side. "Of course, losing a new person is disappointing. I'd have to find another to take your place. Tell me. How fun is Nanika? Does she squirm in chains like how I imagine you would?"