~Ughh. What is this clumsy approach? ~  She resisted the urge to cringe and bury her face in her hands. ~ Why is this guy basically<span style="font-style: italic">asking</span>to be tricked? ~<br/>He seemed to be totally naive... but still!<br/>She was a bit suspicious, checking his stature and behaviour for any kinds of trickster or villain who would kidnap young girls. Sometimes they would disguise themselves to try to fish for prey.<br/>His face didnt look familiar though, so If he was trying to do that he was really good!<br/><br/>Pretending to be unsure and pondering, she kept silent for a while. To agree too easily would probably not be good. Shy types like him, might feel threatened if she came on to strong.<br/>"..."<br/>Inwardly she shook her head, what was she thinking, her villain nature was emerging.<br/>This guy was maybe some of the poor rich boys sneaking out who had not had fun in their entire lives.. strenghtening her resolve to oppose her mother, she decided to let this guy go.<br/><br/>So, after a while, she answered with a smile:<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"When I retrieved a lost purse, I was not hoping for rewards. It was simply that if I had lost mine, I would want it to be returned as well. So a 'thank you', is all I need."</span><br/>With a slight, polite curtsy, she wished the man a good day, and slowly moved on her way on the streets.<br/>~ Sigh. That would have been such a good chance.~<br/>Unconsciously, her steps slowed down, and she could not resist the urge to look back at the fat, nice prey. He seemed to be still standing there, looking a little ...lonely?<br/>With another nod and a smile as their eyes met, she let it go, and walked slowly on the street, feeling a bit regretful...