Private Finished Back Again

Aslan Solak

Aslan didn't care much for working the counter or actually interacting with anybody in general. It wasn't anything personal, he just didn't happen to have a very high opinion of humans. Unfortunately, most of the island consisted of humans. Still, as long as he wanted to have free housing and not just sleep in a tree, he had to interact with them for Ithai's sake.

"Good day." He didn't pretend that he cared whether or not the person in front of him found what they needed so he didn't ask. He simply grunted and rung up the book that they had gotten.

Aslan Solak

"Yes," Aslan answered blandly with a blank yet judging stare. "Why? Are you trying to sell us something? Or is this an audit? Because I'll have you know, our paperwork is always completely on time." Really, he didn't care why this person was asking after business; he just wasn't going to offer up information without first being told what the information was going to be used for.

Aslan Solak

"Aslan." Aslan's tone as he introduced himself was so flat that it was like a sheet of paper. "So you're the one who gave him that. I guess I should be thanking you, then. He's been holed up taking care of it ever since." It meant that Claudius was also spending less time being a paranoid wreck of a person.

He gave the boy a hard look. "I don't recall his identity being common knowledge, however. I would advise you to keep that quiet."

Aslan Solak

He grunted. "See that you do. It's brought nothing but trouble so far. I can't imagine spreading that knowledge would bring anything good at this rate." Aslan glanced at the price that the register showed. "That's twenty-four dollars."

Aslan Solak

Automatically, he took the money and got the change. "Forget about it, it doesn't concern you," Aslan said with a glare at the nosy young man. "All you need to know is that some powers are a bitch, life is unfair, and everybody is out for themselves. That's one dollar back now. Anything else?"