[Rosekitten]

He never gave Zosa time to explain the weapon further, really it was because of the name on it that made him wish to avoid it even more. He wasn't too into tales or fate or anything of the sort but he wasn't about to test that luck either. He left the shop long before Zosa had gotten to the counter to try and lower the price of the weapon.

He didn't go back to the inn right away, no point to, he figured Zosa would go there when he was finished with whatever and then he'd go about the daily routine of counting as he always did. It took him a few hours before he finally did bother walking back to the inn.

Upon entering the room his ears dropped seeing the weapon on the bed. 'bastard..' he thought in his mind. He had a feeling that Zosa was dead set on buying the thing but did he really have to. Seeing as the other seemed to already be asleep he sighed lightly and moved the weapon so he could do the same. He'd have his choice words with him in the morning.