Give units
The trader takes my units, but shakes their head. The beautiful scene collapses. I feel a crushing disappointment.
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Traders dialogue
The trader emits a strong, flowery scent, which quickly enters my Exosuit system. I feel overcome with nostalgia for a perfect place I have never visited. I want to sing.
Stupid friend cannot understand! Give metal, idiot friend! Fair trade for gift of memory-smell!
Flushed with joy, I try to signal my thanks to the trader for this olfactory gift, but they make it clear that they expect something in return.
The trader takes my units, but shakes their head. The beautiful scene collapses. I feel a crushing disappointment.
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The trader snorts in satisfaction, and suddenly I feel as though I am lounging beside a crystal ocean. A fair trade.
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The trader hisses in annoyance. The air suddenly tastes sour. My senses are being punished.
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Dialogue Category
Item