"No money, no pendant." She huffed, snatching her the pendant back from Amare's hand before scoffing at Rui.
Amare's expression fell.
Rui stared at her in disbelief. "You know we have countless such pendants back home, right?"
"…"
"You could get one that is a thousand times better with gold and silver."
"…" she directed an unimpressed expression.
"I'm pretty sure I can recreate that exact pendant if I wanted to."
"…"
"Huff…" Rui heaved a resigned sigh before returning his gaze to the older woman who had already written them off.
"Get out of here if you have no money; you're hiding my spot from other customers." She grumbled before opening a giant box around her with plenty of raw seashells that had yet to be cleaned and processed.
She began placing them in a little instrument, exerting herself to press as it popped them open, one by one, each one straining her more than the last.
She had hundreds, if not thousands.
