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Titan's hand lightly twitched when she refused it, but other than that he showed no reaction. He slowly pulled it back to his side and inclined his head further than it already was. That smile, the nervousness, and intense personal guard all allowed the man to realize this was survivor. And a distrustful one at that. When she smiled, there had been something there he could not quite put his finger on. Ever more intriguing, this JG was. "You as well, JG," his tone was warm and welcoming, which he hoped was the right tactic with this wild child.

"Trouble that could lead to an ugly fight or two in the streets of the Marketplace. There have been more than a few bounties posted, the targets of which reside here. They seem to be rather hell-bent on not being captured." The last he said with a hint of frustration. He disliked collateral damage immensely, but Akkina and Silas had proven to worth adversaries. They would not go quietly whimpering into the night, Titan was sure. He turned back to the cloth and looked at it for another moment. "I really do like this material.." he said, more to himself than anyone else. "So what brings you to Liz's Tailor, child? Looking to replace those rags and sandals?" Titan had adopted a teasing tone, poking light fun at the girl. If he had her pegged correctly, she should respond with a bit of a retort of her own. She most certainly wouldn't be hurt by such a light statement.