Mirian
"Treats."

It was... Probably meant to be a question- about what kind of treats he was making perhaps, or maybe even what were considered treats- but Mallow decided not to add any unnecessary fluff to her dialogue. Including a question mark.

"Flower." She lifted her tail up to the Ferrothorn. In it was tucked a purple flower, and Mallow blinked expectantly as if he'd have a reaction if this *Was* Flour.
Paul
"Yes, I'm making some treats for my fellow soldiers later, and therefore I must get flour and other ingredients."

*Mars looked down at the skitty, wondering where their parents were, maybe they were off in a different booth and trusted the skitty enough to be alone? Or maybe this was just a full grown adult.*

"Ah... No not that flower, the flour I'm talking about is more of a... Powder you use for baking."
Mirian
"Why are you making things for them." Mallow was curious, but her tone came across as cold and uninteresting. She lowered her tail again with a small 'oh,' but delved into the topic no further.

"Are they 'paying' you. With coins."
Paul
*...What was up with this sassy lost child? Oh well. They seemed to think that he was being paid with coins. Well, that was simply untrue! He wasn't really being paid to do this in the first place.*

"Oh! Nope, no coins exchanged between me and my other coworkers, it's simply just something I wanna do out of kindness. What are you doing here anyways, Are you lost?" *He'd state in a curious tone, not trying to be rude.*
Mirian
"Kindness." Mallow echoed, tipping her head to the side.

"If- If you were in the woods, and you were cold. And starving. And theres a blizzard and you're probably going to get sick and die. Would you still want to do it. Make treats." With the same flatness in her voice as before, Mallow leaned in closer to him.

She lingered there, before going back to normal- standing beside Mars once more.

"I'm not lost. I'm looking for something. To buy." She had no money on her.
Paul
"....What-"

*The ferrothorn was mostly just stunned in silence after what the skitty had said- what? Who? Huh??? It was such a weird question to ask and the fact that they were leaning closer made the ferrothorn fear for his life for a second, before remembering that this was a kid and probably just, acting strange.*

"..Well, making treats is a hobby of mine, but also if I was starving obtaining any food would probably be best.. So yes, I would still make treats in a blizzard, despite the struggles that may come with it." *Mars stated after calming down.*

"Oh, that's nice. I still need to purchase some sugar I'm pretty sure... I'll probably go be getting that."
Mirian
"Oh." Mallow closed her eyes, thinking about it a while.

"You must be strong, then." She decided- with finality. To make treats in such perilous conditions... Yes- the Ferrothorn must've had a tough carapace.

"I might need to buy sugar too. I will. Join you." Mallow rubbed her cheek against one of Mars' vines, before hopping atop him with no warning.
Paul
"Ah, thank you! Wouldn't have became a soldier if I wasn't resourceful."

*He was trained to work in the army his entire life to this point, so it was quite hard not to be prepared for most things, it's why he always had a bag to carry around the essentials you might need just in case someone tried to rob you!

Soon enough though, the skitty would surprise the ferrothorn once again when she jumped into his head without warning, which was quite dangerous, since the whole.. Spike thing.* "Uh- alright then! Just be careful up there! Make sure not to touch the spikes, they're quite pointy!" *He'd state before starting to move on to the nearest booth where he thought they had sugar.*