iii) The alchemist keeps her mouth shut


The alchemist keeps her mouth shut, which Cang sees as a smart move. All the same, he says, “No response? I suppose you think this cap ugly?”

“No,” the alchemist mumbles.

“Relax, Cang,” Fassn says. “It’s a stupid looking hat and it’s way too big for you. Give it here.” He grabs for it; Cang nimbly ducks away.

“Hey, hey,” Shyan calls out. “We’re on the job here.” She hardens her expression, gets up close to the alchemist’s fear-stricken face. “Who’s your buyer?”

“Eric,” she sputters. “Eric… Wagon.”

Shyan blinks. “You must be kidding me.”

“No, no, that’s really it,” the alchemist says, a wheedling smile blooming upon her lips.

“Eric Wagon?” Cang sniffs derisively.

“So what are we waiting for?” The alchemist looks around with renewed enthusiasm. “Let’s go deliver these crates!”


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