"Easy, easy!" The rogue smirks and backs away from the warrior woman, tossing a bright pink banana her way as a distractionary measure. So much time between since their last job, and she still goes from cool to steaming in no time flat. "Don't you remember what I said to you the first time we worked together? We both know that you're different from the rest."<br/><br/>Without waiting for the woman to respond, Lukas tosses the vendor a coin and keeps on walking, looking around the town with interest. Everything looks perfectly normal; the carts, the people, the stores. Everything except for the fruits.... and, of course, the fact that no one is noticing said fruits. It's like, as far as the townspeople are concerned, this is just how it's supposed to be.<br/><br/>Whether Tamara gets more steamed at him or not for bringing up that first awkward moment where he had made a pass at her all those years ago or not, the daggerdare continues to walk, and take in the sights, and, occasionally, ask questions. And he doesn't stop until at least another hour has passed... at which point he moves to lean against one park bench.<br/><br/>"Can you believe this, Tamara?! Not a single person here knows anything about catacombs beneath their town... Don't you think that that's the sort of thing you'd hear about? I mean... hell, at least some kids should know about it as some kind of ghost story..."