James
"What is that you are humming?"
 
"Hmm?" *She would pause and turn at Yughotta.*
 
"It's the 'Iris Lullaby', a folk tune of Shaslandi. My mother used to hum this to me as I drifted to sleep."
 
*As the unexpected even unfolds in front of their eyes, Akasha would freeze in place. If Yughotta were to see how her appearance is right now, then he would notice an uncharacteristic expression coming out from her; a serious grimace filled with apprehension and intermixed with worry. Her grip on her staff is tightened. She grabbed the uzhi's clothes before he could take any more steps towards the stall, signalling them to wait in place until the unknown person had left the premises. As both of them finished talking, she warily walked forward with Yughotta, while her gaze remained towards the direction where that person disappeared to.*

"I think what I'm about to say will highly depends on if Akasha still wants that amulet or not."
 
"...Yes, I still want the amulet."
 
*Akasha answered absentmindedly, appearing to be pondering something, before turning to the lora. She walked forwards and stopped in front of the stall. Her mannerism is wildly different from the nervous girl who desperately haggled with the lora a few hours ago. Instead, the confident and no-nonsense posture would remind one of a sheriff who is currently interrogating a criminal. She looked straight at Epuluk's eyes with a piercing gaze.*
 
"Mr. Epuluk is your name, correct?"
 
*Almost seemingly forgotten with their previous deals and contract, Akasha asked him in a low tone.*

"You.. What was your relationship with that person from earlier? Who is that?"
Ann
"Mr. Epuluk is your name correct?"

"Correct, I am the merchant Epuluk. Or well, was." *He bows his head, in regret? Shame? Or sadness? Hard to tell but he's certainly not happy.*

"You... What was your relationship with that person from earlier? Who is that?"

"I really shouldn't say this, lassie, but I don't have much of a reason to keep a secret either. She was my boss, was the one who put me into business on a loan... A really terrible loan. Need to scrape lots of money every month just to pay the interest, ain't a big help that I'm no good at selling stuff." *Well, both the supplier and the purchaser seem to have business inadequacy's, which is strange since he worked as a merchant for a long time, as determined by him working with Ilgrid's father.*

"So at a point, I couldn't pay, so I did what I could think of... Which was to steal some of her stuff and sell it. Worked for a bit but looks like I stole something she'd notice, I really should've gave it to you without any fuss, wouldn't of been caught. My business will most definitely fail without her around, despite the fact it seems you made some headway with the errand I sent you on."
Julia
Uku's face crinkles up like he has heard this kind of thing a hundred times before.
"Oh, boo-hoo. Here come the water works. You're a failing business in a world of failing businesses, but that doesn't give you the right to do what you did today. It doesn't make you special. What does make you special is your ability as a salesman to rise above that and not fall into the abyss of debt and loans."
He shakes his head.
"What we've seen before with you was questionable, but this is completely condemnable. Either you figure out a way to get my client her amulet which you promised to her into her hands by the end of today or I'll see that you're dragged off to prison by guards myself. Now, I'm sure you and I don't want that to happen, so why don't we just make everyone happy and figure out something?"
He smiles again.