A few moments after Grantt and Ophelia headed to the other room, Ashira was left behind to talk with the rest about his proposition.
He was left with nothing but only a set of papers that seemed to be an official contract regarding their deal.
Altora: [Perhaps we've gone off with the wrong foot. I'm Altora Alistair. Alto's younger sister.]
Offering a handshake to the shaken young man, Ashira had slowly taken her hand and shook it, looking at her face that smiled as she lied naturally as she breathed.
Of course, Alto was also her, and that lie was only a factor she needed to say to Ashira to not disrupt the consistency of her story and background if Ashira were to sell that information.
Ashira: [Y-Yeah. That's fine. I hold no grudges as a Merchant. My name is Ashira Goldenborn, as my dearest friend had already said earlier.]
