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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]
The puzzlement and disappointment was evident in Lyam's expression. Nira'lia suddenly felt a heavy, looming presence in her chest. She had gotten ahead of herself -- she simply wanted to stay behind because she wanted to go through the other items for sale, and she didn't want to keep him there for something which she thought was shallow.
Her twenty-five golden mizas had been returned to her. She looked confused, and stared at him, mouth agape. Why was he insisting to not let her pay? In the premise of not offending him even more, she smiled at him brightly in gratitude and put the money away.
After he said his goodbye, he walked away even before she knew what was happening. She felt dejected, and she didn't like the feeling of upsetting another person. Impulsively, she followed him, quickening his pace.
"Lyam!" she called out, as she reached for his arm to get his attention. Without his consent, she softly placed a quick kiss on his cheek. "I'll find you next time in the city, alright?"
Grinning, she waved him farewell and ran back to the peddlers.
In Conclusion FYI: Socialization isn't a skill. Playful interaction here, Nira you naughty girl xD There isn't much I could see to give in the form of XP/Lore here, so do PM me if any of you had any specific requests.