Lawrence and Holo continue on to the next city to sell the pepper and pick up their next goods on the long journey north. Holo puts her nose to good use, once again.
I'm not bread, so I can't puff up.
لستُ خبزاً، لذا لا أستطيع الانتفاخ
Ich gehe nicht hoch.
Bin doch kein Brot.
Ni que fuera pan. Yo no soy agrio.
Ni que fuera pan. Yo no soy rancio.
Navré, mais je ne suis pas du pain.
Ma che scorbutico, sono un pezzo di pane.
Não sou pão, então não posso inchar.
Я тебе не тесто,
чтоб надуваться.