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[Rhys had no trouble getting in to the black market. He's not particularly interested in getting his hands on anything, but he did want to check it out. Maybe he'd find something--or someone--useful. He's passing by a particular booth when he hears a familiar voice, a voice that grates on his nerves. But before his mood is dampened, he realizes this is the perfect time to get a little revenge for...earlier.

He smirks, an expression dripping with an air of pride, as he strides over to the dragon man.]

Havin' a little trouble striking a deal, pal~? [His voice is a teasing sing-song.] I'm a pro at the art of the deal~