"Picking up a stone off the ground and trading it for a set of armor, you feel proud, don't you?" Muria was somewhat speechless at the foolishness, "Do you have any idea what that stone you picked up so carelessly means to those from beyond the sky? You think you got a bargain, but others are laughing at you, calling you a fool!"
"Is that stone valuable?" Yinka Bagda was somewhat confused; he didn't understand how trading a common stone for a set of armor strong enough to resist beast attacks could be considered foolish.
"Such a large stone, in exchange for the armor on your body, could at least fill the room I'm standing in right now!" Muria bluffed, considering the cost of making a set of armor from the age of cold weapons for a civilization that has entered the interstellar era.
"I can trade it for that much?" Yinka Bagda looked at Muria, puzzled and bewildered.
