Your clothes are a few centuries more ancient than anything I sell, I reckon.
A mission? [There's a note of interest. Did this mean, he would finally stop trying to drag her out to hunt demons? Okay, admittedly, the last time was her idea but the way he made jokes about undergarments had tempted her to leave him out in the desert!]
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A mission? [There's a note of interest. Did this mean, he would finally stop trying to drag her out to hunt demons? Okay, admittedly, the last time was her idea but the way he made jokes about undergarments had tempted her to leave him out in the desert!]