SwordOfTheDarkOnes
Shesha gave a half shrug, "Close, but not quite Lord Palla." He said simply, finding the way the other was smirking at him to be a touch annoying. As though it would be so easy, that a spear and some training would fend off all attempts on his life. He supposed that it wasn't any of his business though. He had better things to worry about, not as though Palla was of any concern to him. Not until he became interesting that was he thought to himself... though at the same time he didn't know if he'd bother with one like Palla even if he were important, he wasn't a fan of riders in general after all due to their keen interest in large beasts.
Turning his attention back to Aqio instead he gave a glance at the dangling clasp that the little fish was pointing at. He gave a thoughtful sound before looking at the imp sitting on his shoulder, "What do you think, Amanita? Is that something that you might like?" He asked of the critter.
Amanita leaned closer to look at the clasp, examining it closely, before giving a slow nod of his head. So he was interested, huh? Nodding Shesha reached out, picking up the little accessory, handing it over to the imp before he handed payment for it to the merchant.