"So, like all the presents you have ever given to me then?" Moko gave a smirking comment to what Wynn said, only to take a look at all the stalls that were on offer the next moment. There were many foods on offer, and given this was a dock there were more exotic dishes as well, which Moko always loved to see. Ahh, the sea and sky connected all to one another in one way or another. Mostly food though oddly enough...

There was a few stalls that caught her eyes, mostly the ones with colorful spices and nice smells, though there was one stall run by a old women that had some strange ways of cooking that much was for sure. "Yeah, that looks to be a worthy tribute haha. Excuse me!" Moko made her way up, nudging Wynn to talk. 

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Closing his eyes Vance peered down to the food, listening to the words that were spoke to him and smiling ever so slightly for the first time in ages. Hope had been fully restored, and even if it didn't happen this would keep him moving on. Grabbing the falling card out of the air he returned to sitting down on the floor of his cell, a large bit of dry stone keeping him off of the wet floor under him, allowing him to eat his warm food in peace.