Susan
*It seemed sharp, but the finish was odd. It was more like a burnt steel than the proper one. If latkir knew what the real daggers were like. The khajiit didn't seem nervous though.*
Lila
*Latkir shrugs and puts the dagger away, even if it's low quality it was worth a little dried meat, he could just resell it to someone else*"So how you long you been selling these little, items?"
Susan
"Hassraska has been selling such things for quite some time, ever since he was in Elsweyr."
*He seemed to have not had a proper meal in quite some time, he ate the jerky like a kitten would eat its first steak.*