Rarely did Gallaria leave her station, but when she did, she tried to enjoy her outings. Unfortunately for her, being seated with Mercedes and Mono's twin was far from relaxing. One would never shut up, and the other was too lost in her musings to keep the other company, forcing her to nod along and listen to the merchant's naggings.
"They should sell that inn to me already!" Despite the hustle and bustle of the banquet with people, lights, and the pleasant smell of the sweet and savory, Mercedes was still stuck on her old issue of not yet owning the nameless inn by Lululalia. "The rebels don't need it anymore. What are they even rebelling against now anyway? They run the town more than the duke does anyway!"
"That place has a duke?" Gallaria muttered, simply to keep the illusion of her attention going.
"Yeah, stupid bastard letting those guys walk all over him." The merchant replied with no regard for her action and what she'd done.
