Why didn't you just ask the people selling it what was? With your acting skills, you could have haggled them down to half price! You could have...
[ She begins to trail off as something dawns on her. Why didn't he haggle? Or even try for a ploy not to spend a dime? If he's so amazingly confident in himself, why didn't he bother with a simple ruse?
Does he... does he not know how money works at all? No, scratch that. Does he come from a world where there is no money?
Uncle Scrooge would have a stroke if ever heard of such a thing.
Della makes a long "hmmm" noise as she cups her beak, dots connecting here and there. Finally, with a clap of her hands, she comes to a decision. ]
It seems... I owe you another apology. Now, while taking stuff without permission is still super wrong... I shouldn't have assumed you knew the rules about this place. That's on me, and I should have remembered how... different we all are, and how different the places we come from are. I mean, you got the spiel when you arrived in the lake, right? That we're all from different worlds and yadda yadda?
[ She begins making back and forth gestures with her hands, indicating the very obvious differences between the two of them. ]
Like, for example, in my world? We don't have any humans. At all. None. Nada. Coming here was my first time meeting humans and even learning what they are. At first I thought all of them were some kind of... horrifying, hideous flesh monsters, ought to hurt me. But, as it turns out, most of them are just like me on the inside, and that makes them pretty cool. I mean, they're still hideous, but yeah.
[ Not counting the whole horrifying wish-genie ordeal Donald put them through, but BOY that was another ten stories and a half that no one deserved to hear. Focus. ]
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[ She begins to trail off as something dawns on her. Why didn't he haggle? Or even try for a ploy not to spend a dime? If he's so amazingly confident in himself, why didn't he bother with a simple ruse?
Does he... does he not know how money works at all? No, scratch that. Does he come from a world where there is no money?
Uncle Scrooge would have a stroke if ever heard of such a thing.
Della makes a long "hmmm" noise as she cups her beak, dots connecting here and there. Finally, with a clap of her hands, she comes to a decision. ]
It seems... I owe you another apology. Now, while taking stuff without permission is still super wrong... I shouldn't have assumed you knew the rules about this place. That's on me, and I should have remembered how... different we all are, and how different the places we come from are. I mean, you got the spiel when you arrived in the lake, right? That we're all from different worlds and yadda yadda?
[ She begins making back and forth gestures with her hands, indicating the very obvious differences between the two of them. ]
Like, for example, in my world? We don't have any humans. At all. None. Nada. Coming here was my first time meeting humans and even learning what they are. At first I thought all of them were some kind of... horrifying, hideous flesh monsters, ought to hurt me. But, as it turns out, most of them are just like me on the inside, and that makes them pretty cool. I mean, they're still hideous, but yeah.
[ Not counting the whole horrifying wish-genie ordeal Donald put them through, but BOY that was another ten stories and a half that no one deserved to hear. Focus. ]