Roka looked at her with an inquisitive frown. "No. I don't need your coin." he heaved a sigh at finding their conversation dwindling. He was sure any abundance of coin she had was at the hands of her deceased sparring partners. The very thought was a bit disconcerting, that they could be so very similar in race and species, and yet galaxies apart in nature and understanding.
Before any more words could be exchanged an unexpected presence had approached and acclaimed them family. His brows furrowed at the sound, ready to hush him quickly and be down with it his hand itched for his blade, but then pulled away, waiting to better assess him. An unexpected "...what?" pulled from his throat.
"A good couple...." he repeated in silent shock that quickly turned to distaste at the observation and he found himself adding distance from himself and the other Kelvic girl. "Still not quite good friends." he muttered to himself.
