Helen
Silas remained neutral, really the only emotion that was showing through was his curiosity.

"Dealing? For such a little thing like you?" He laughed, genuinely laughed with a light shake of his head. "That's precious." 

"You're welcome then. I've saved you from being nothing but a severed head rolling down the street." The picture was a gruesome sight but there were other words he could think to replace his sentence. Now that the blue-haired one remained somewhat still he took this opportunity to study him more than a simple look at his clothes. He appeared somewhat young, possibly around his own age. And yet they've lived two entirely separate lives. "What were they thinking when you became their scout. Normally when one thinks of a dealer they presume it would be a.. Larger man. And yet here you are, a tiny fancy little thing." 

"You struggle for money? You do know there are orders put in place to help with those kinds of things, yes? What kinds of deals are you talking about?" He inquired with a small hum.
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Esther
Nico stayed silent for long seconds, processing the red haired man's words.
"LITTLE GUY, PRECIOUS?! Hey, I work with this since young!"

He grunted, crossing his arms.
"Look, I'm pretty glad I'm not a head rolling down the street because of you, but now that's just straight up messing with me!"
Sometimes he did take the small 'children compliments' to heart, and boy... He did appreciate them, but not as teases.

"Look, my genetics were not the greatest. I still do my job flawlessly."
No, he was pretty much lying...
"I'm not a 'tiny little thing', I am an important worker with a life ahead!"

"And uh... Not necessarily money. But the deals I do? I just... Kind of... Offer someone a great opportunity, but they end up as workers for my family."
He couldn't say much. He was told not to. It was rules.
Helen
He chuckled as the other crossed their arms. "You're not really proving me wrong." Silas cleared his throat. He was allowing his guard to fall and he shouldn't be doing that. His smile faded as he turned back around to continue walking. 

"Mm.. Give an example of a deal you've made. You're taking the lives of others.. It must be quite the offer."
Esther
"Eh eh eh, everyone calls me cute and fragile, and I don't know—" 
He stopped mid his sentence, freezing his words immediately. Remembering it was not nice.

"Hey, wait up!" 
Nicola continued to walk, catching up to Silas.
"So my deals? Hm, I have tons, because *I* Make the greatest deals! Imagine, you get 10,000 coins on spot... You get the coins! To win more, you'd just need to sign a paper to 'confirm' your earning. That said, it's a paper with your soul bound forever to the family!
*Heh, a lot of people don't read the papers, that's why.*"
Helen
He couldn't help but to smile as the other told him to wait up. However he wouldn't turn to show that. This one was showing to be quite the entertainment, much different than his other friend who had the same mannerisms as himself. 

"Ah.. So you are a scam. I see that now." He spoke with a little bit of a cold hiss. "It sounds too good to be true. However, it amazes me what lengths people will go for coin. Even if it's through the means of signing a paper with questionable sub-script."
Esther
"I know, right?! This is why they call me the Manipulator Dealer! My charisma's just too good to convince others~"
He laughed, walking besides Silas with a humorístico tone. The boy seemed to be enjoying himself.

"And what about you, cherry head? Got anything interesting besides dancing or you do anything else with your routines?"
Just now he was managing to talk fluently with other people, ones that weren't meant to sign for deals or willing to cut his head off... An advancement.
Helen
"I wouldn't take that as a compliment. For it is all you will be known for. A manipulator. Is that really what you wish to be hung over your head for the rest of eternity?" He inquired, shifting his gaze and tilting his head down to look at the smaller male. 

"My routines are always different. Rather it be classical or not. Sometimes it is simply dancing to dance, other days it's dancing to tell a story." He responded matter of fact. "Dancing is all I live for. I breathe to perfect my profession."
Esther
"I mean, it is what I'll be forever! I'm pretty aware of that... But what to do, hm!"
He... Laughed? How did he laugh at something like that? Even if it was a way to humor the darkness behind the words, it sounded painful.

He heard Silas speak, nodding to his agreement.
"I see... Art of dancing, huh? Sounds really interesting. Would like to try that one day, but I'm kinda stuck, hah! Guess I'm a dreamer but not an achiever. Again, what to do!"