𝙷. 𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚕

out? alright, out. [Skel reached under his robes with his free hand, fetching a pin after a moment. With a rather loud 'POP!', the goober was freed.] ..here you are. what on earth happened to you, hm?

[Skel squints at the balloon inquisitively, reaching out and grabbing the string of it.] oh, heavens.. gotten yourself into a situation have we?

-my! hello there, you all.. and what might your business be here today?

[Skel quietly observed it..] ..?

no, unfortunately.. khm. bricks are my shop's currency, apologies.

ah? thank you.. very much.