Mago look at him and realized that they can read his emotions by his aura, so there’s no point for him to lie, “You see, Nice told us not to touch anything we’re not buying, and besides I don’t have enough money for that,” he smiled apologetically to him.
Because the vendor’s amusement, he gave him a stick of street food and his orange aura turns back into a dark shade of green, “Thank you so much! What’s this called?”
“It’s a…”
Mago took the stick and was about to take a bite of it when Isaac snatch the food from his hand and pulled out his satchel, “I’m so sorry about this rude behavior of this boy, but I’ll buy it, you don’t have to worry. How much is it?”
“Oh no, that’s…” the vendor was cut off.
“Here’s 200 coins, wait, are you having the same currency with us?” Isaac asked ag
