"Yes, I want this." Draw being the magic word that makes her decision clear. In one fluid motion, she goes from reaching up to the sky to kneeling down, letting her knapsack fall off her shoulders. An iron grip on the charcoal, she uses her free hand to sort through the garbage in her bag. At least she's making an effort to find good garbage. For you, Taako and Lup. She will find a decent treasure to trade with.

Lup's offer catches her attention the moment she pulls her hand out of the bag, fingers wrapping around whatever she's about to offer as payment. It might be handy, for things other than self-defense, but she had watched Lup work with it earlier. It's hers. "It's your special treasure. That's something you should keep." She starts, holding her hand out to Taako for him to take her charcoal payment-a handful of shiny seashells. It's better than rocks? Better than dead leaves too? Accept them please. "I can hide if there's something scary. I'm good at that."