[The sound of a voice from behind has Benedikta whirling to face it, more wind at the ready when she sees the little fire sprite from earlier, but she lowers her hand when she sees it cowering.]
Come to try stealing from under our noses, have you?
[The sprite quivers, its flames receding a little under her angry stare.
"N-no, windy lady. I still have the coin." And with its big beady eyes, it lifts the coin that Cid had given it earlier.]
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Come to try stealing from under our noses, have you?
[The sprite quivers, its flames receding a little under her angry stare.
"N-no, windy lady. I still have the coin." And with its big beady eyes, it lifts the coin that Cid had given it earlier.]