[ She does spot the magitek, and it's a relief to not have to pussyfoot around the matter. She slips into the kiosk, glancing over her shoulder to make sure she isn't seen, then sits herself down, crosslegged, and she's happy just to rest her legs, even for a moment. She sets her trident down carefully, trying to make as little noise as possible, before turning to her unexpected host and holding out her hands. ]
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Nuh uh, here, let me see!