Roy
"Ah, young lady!~ I-I have no qualms with this, but..."
*The merchant would fall for her act hook, line and sinker; most Salvainian having both reverence for the Runran republicans and a fascination with the Oriates - though Taito figured it was not an innocent interest, in this fellow's case. As he trailed off, his blush faded as he turned to his bodyguard nervously, as if for approval. The samurai raised a brow to this, her eyes flashing crimson subtly as she rolled them, leaning forward and sizing up the young woman. A sly smirk reached her lips, as she clicked her tongue and muttered something in ancient Runran.*
**"Thou shalt have passage, but thine intentions may be foul. Know this, Oriate. Only a fool wouldst cross with a blade as old as mine..."**
"Sure, kid. Hop in. If tha' boss is fine with it, I can't say no."
*Her sharp, refined accent would drop the moment she spoke in the common tongue once more, masked with a country Salvainian contralto. Her smirk faded as she lay back in the wagon, watching for her next move. She'd been in this business too long to drop her suspicions at such a request - at the very least, seeing how the Oriate would react to her mother tongue would amuse her enough to make this worth it.*
Joleen
*Hells yes. The merchant actually fell for that!?... They wouldn't have to do any special errands, would they...?*

*The shinobi paused for a moment, then retorted in their own Runran, albeit a much more modern dialect.*

**"I only need a temporary lift, miss, I promise you, I'll be gone as soon as possible."**

*Hikari continued to milk the cutesy stereotype of Northerners for as long as they could, adding a playful little smirk to the end of it. They could now start to believe that it was this easy, what with the samurai being the real rock in their way...*

*For now, they sat next to the samurai... Hikari paused for a moment and looked at the woman some more. Kid...? They looked younger than her-*

*...Ah... **Ah.***

Ahhh...

*This was going to be an interesting ride.*
Roy
"You know where Rawathi is, right boss?"
*Taito would address her employer with a cold, almost haughty tone, the question of who was in charge here growing ever tenuous. The merchant shivered, nodding quickly and assuring her*
"O-of course, of course my lady! It isn't too far from the Sepduan capitol. We'll be there in no time - are you comfortable, young madam?"
*His attention turned to their new companion, his eyes all over her for a moment - before darting away as he felt the samurai's glare dig into his back. Taito would chuckle again, this time far warmer, raising one knee to her stomach as she stretched the other leg, her hands resting on the handles of her blades. Casting a bemused expression on Hikari, again her eyes flitting crimson, she continued*
"Never got your name, kid. At least, whatever name you wanna tell foreigners. I know anyone outside of Runran has trouble with native titles."