Rian handed the young man his change with an awkward almost-smile that hopefully hid his surprise.

But he had his hood down and horns visible; he wasn't hiding, and this wasn't the first time he'd sold a fresh, clean red apple to this young man.

"Dinner," Rian echoed before slowly nodding. "I need to settle up for the day but can meet you."

Red-faced, like he'd expected to be turned down, the young man stammered out a pub and time.

"I'll see you then," Rian replied.

If nothing else, he'd get a meal.

And, just maybe, he'd get a bit more.

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