Nihr glanced around as they walked down the streets of the town. But every once in a while he'd look up to stare at the massive, floating city. He followed Paradox into a store, it was a quaint little store. Caressing the many fabrics and textures they had. It was nice to know that similar materials existed here as they did on Earth. Moving further in the back he watched as Paradox showed him a couple of pieces for Ramla. Various shapes and colors, he wasn't too sure about them though. Ramla always had an expensive taste but now wasn't the time to be picky. They would be grateful for whatever clothing Paradox was willing to offer them.

He took the clothes meant for Ramla and continued to follow the Centaur. Suddenly pausing in his tracks as she assessed his size for clothes of his own. He was actually taken aback a bit to her genrousity as she continued to pile clothes n top of more clothes. At some point he had to stop her, he gently touched her arm and motioned for the clothes with a gesture that could be understood as 'enough - stop', "Thank you, Paradox. But I think that's more than enough for now." He said in his native tongue. He motioned for the register and looked at her to make it clear that this should be enough.

Paradox looked at the Nihr as he touched her arm and extended his hand towards the clothes. She nodded and gave them to him. She perked her ears as he walked towards the front of the store to pay for the items. She followed him, careful to avoid stepping on any of the merchandise and came up behind him. She placed her hand on his shoulder and reached into the bag that was slung over her side. She pulled out a small pouch and dumped a small pile of coins in her palm. She placed these in his hand. 

"These are for the clothes," she said pointing at the stack of cloth. She dug in the bag and gave him another handful of coins. "These are for food and anything else you might need. Just to give you a start." She smiled at him and flicked her tail. "Good luck Nihr. Take care of Ramla." She started to walk slowly towards the exit of the shop and turned to peer back at him for a moment. "If you need any help or anything, you know where to find me." 

Nihr didn't knew what she was saying but he understood her intentions as she handed him a handful of coins and gestured to the clothes. Payment for their supplies. And then another pouch for whatever other things they might need in the future. This, he did not expect. It's not everyday where a stranger hands a pile of coins to another stranger simply because they were hurt. 

He nodded at Paradox and shook her hand. "Thank you, Paradox." He said to her before she walked out of the shop. He should've been nicer to her, or so Ramla would say were she here. He  looked down at the pouch and bounced it in his hand. "Easy money." he walked over to the register to pay for the clothes before heading back to Ramla and discussing their next plan.


[Finished! Story continuation for Nirh and Ramla is here: Hot Cargo