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Treide bobbed about her small stall. It had gotten mighty messy from all the trolls digging in the piles, looking for pieces. Some of their creations had been amazingly nice. A broad, pleased smile spread over her as she continued to sort and put pieces in the necessary places.

Despite the surges of popularity, there seemed to be fewer trolls in the lull periods. Bored and with no one to draw, the little troll decided it was time to make her own instrument to attract more customers. Finishing up one of a good quality, she climbs onto her stall's front and began to play loudly. Unlike Treide's singing, her ability to play instruments was leagues better. The peppy melody washed out from her stall.

At intermittent moments she would pull away the flute and screech loudly, her song piercing the air with something less... fun... to listen to. Still it was making the time pass and hopefully it would draw trolls over to make some instruments or at least ask her to stop being a loud asshat.

Stuffed toys cradled in his arms, Leeroi clomped through the booths, happily sipping away on a soda he could hardly fit in his hand. His lusus was similarly decorated with his winnings, though clearly adorned with the heavier, less cuddly objects. At the sound of screeching, he stopped, turning on his heels to the sound.

What he saw delighted him. His eyes widened and he smiled toothily. It was a troll in need of help! A sidequest, if you will. Leeroi dumped his prizes on the floor for Glitch to collect, dashing away to help the redblood in need. Once close enough, he clamped a hand down on Zindel's shoulder and spoke to him with shining, wide eyes. "What seems to be the problem?" He said, mimicking a cool adult tone, putting a fist on his hip.

Thankfully, he already knew what the problem was. This poor redblood was trying to get the other redblood's attention! "You trying to get her attention?" He arched his eyebrows, tilting his head to Treide. His adult tone faltered with his growing excitement. He took his hand off Zindel, turning to the girl. He took an exaggerated breath.

"HEEEEEY!" He screamed, all of the air leaving him. That ought to work, he thought. He coughed and gave a big, gap-toothed grin to Zindel as if wordlessly saying "you're welcome".

As soon as the firm, small hand fell on his shoulder, Zindel tensed, turning to look at the source-- Only to have his eyes widen and body recoil at his words. "I-" Shellshocked, Zindel didn't even get the time to choke out a proper response before the blueblood was screaming at the other redblood and his skin instantly flushed a red in embarrassment. He hadn't been trying to make a scene! And now with a blueblood of all trolls, yelling at a redblood... s**t, s**t! The grin only made him want to facepalm-- Why did some random highblood have to butt into his business? Hearing the redblood speak, Zindel felt an intense desire to run, but it was still too early, especially with the blueblood there. He felt even more embarrassed after she commented about how he was 'cute'. He wasn't cute! "Sorry, I uh, wanted to ask if I could make an instrument to keep. It was really fun last time." Straight to the point. Hopefully that'd be enough to get an instrument and leave. He felt awfully uncomfortable there with the blueblood.