[A carving....? Matoba's expression carefully remains neutral, stopping himself from the furrow of his brow that would have shown otherwise. Indeed, apart from the markings unique to a bullet from a gun chamber, the type used by police forensics to identify the gun used, nothing clearly readable should typically be on it... at least, on a normal bullet.]
[But these were clearly not normal.]
Do you have it with you?
--Not here, [He warns, and turns a bright smile upon the shopkeeper as he takes his selections to the counter. He pulls out some coin for his treats, and then watches as Hizen pays for his own.]
Ah, taffy.... That takes me back. [He comments cheerfully, for the shopkeeper's benefit.]
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[But these were clearly not normal.]
Do you have it with you?
--Not here, [He warns, and turns a bright smile upon the shopkeeper as he takes his selections to the counter. He pulls out some coin for his treats, and then watches as Hizen pays for his own.]
Ah, taffy.... That takes me back. [He comments cheerfully, for the shopkeeper's benefit.]