"Let's see if there's any more," Wu Xie agreed. It was pretty good quality but it might not be enough for two people with a similar height and build.

The vender in charge of the stall was watching them warily and Wu Xie gave his best smile, cupping his hands respectfully and murmuring a few words to ease a little of that suspicion. He wondered if people did dare to steal from these people; the idea of buying hopes and dreams probably too great to keep desperate people from trying. The street markets he was use to, they had their own form of justice and rules though his family held a good standing among them. He at least knew the language and how to sooth nerves as he continued to browse.