Jira looked at the red headed girl... and.. oh no... how she was looking at him... with those...

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Jira couldn't help blushing under his mask at how cute she was with those puppy dog eyes. He suddenly felt extremely shy and twirled his fingers around each other whilst looking down and walking sheepishly past her to the man. Once her adorable face was out of his line of sight, he breathed a sigh of relief. He began to fish out his rupee satchel when he noticed something. He quickly snatched up the pot closest to him and raised his hand to his mask. He twisted the knob over his right eye, and the lens extended, narrowing as though it had been made into a traditional magnifying glass. He quickly inspected the pot... and looked up at the merchant. For once since he'd gotten here, he was legitimately angry.

"Fool,
These are not your pots
What you made with your tool.
The glaze?
Clearly mass produced
Homemade?
That price needs to be reduced!
This clay?
From two cities down!
Liar,
Clearly these pots aren't from your town."

Jira twisted his eye lens back into place, in a huff. He pointed at the rupee in the old mans hand furiously.

"Twenty for the broke.
We're leavin' now
Forget we ever spoke."

He turned back to Felicia, instantly his anger melting away upon seeing her, as well as his dignity. He held himself though as he stepped back through the alley, ushering her through with a gloved hand on her back. "Ah..." He started to rap, but then stopped when he looked at her. He paused for a moment and then looked down, blushing once more. 

"I didn't mean to...er...
Give you a fright...
B-but uh, If you would
Come accompany me this night..."

Why was he so nervous now? Is it because he realized how cute she was? He didn't even finish his rap, he just awkwardly shifted. Boy it was sure getting foggy out... Oh.. wait no, all his blushing just steamed up his goggles. Damn... Slowly, he slipped off his mask entirely. He was focused on wiping off his lens so much that he wasn't looking at Felicia. His hat was no longer on, revealing his bouncing blonde hair. His piercing green eyes looked down at his mask. As he sighed, the muscles around his jaw tensed and relaxed attractively. He peeked up at Felicia, finding himself blushing once more. His long eyelashes only accentuating his eyes when he blinked before sheepishly looking down again.