[ ingrid feels the blast as she walks by, though is off to the side enough to only feel it as a sharp breeze from the blue. her head turns to observe the situation at hand, and she's about to ignore it until she overhears the conversation. her eyebrows raise precariously over it and then her eyes meet with ezra's. she doesn't even flinch as he offers. ]
No thank you. [ hm! ok, no, she can't hold her tongue, gotta fuss. ] Bruised or not, you should pay full price young man.
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No thank you. [ hm! ok, no, she can't hold her tongue, gotta fuss. ] Bruised or not, you should pay full price young man.