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*Tol'lek stares at the man in his essentricness, slowly blinking as he gives the man a glare, pursing his thin lips as he attempts to intimidate the man. Enivitably after a time of awkward staring Tol'lek responds with a simple "Respite, food, water." In a gravely tone, accented slightly as his gaze moves away, peering throughout the Bazaar for any local vendors that would provide food and substenance, ignoring the man If he says anything further as he makes his way off, in the mans mind he'd believe that this brightly dressed man was trying to scam or pocket any of his money, which in truth likely isnt the case, and they'd not find much on Tol'lek anyways but the little amount that he did have, meant something to him.*