⚔️Serberia

Daniel could have stolen something from the fish shop or tried to acquire a wallet from one of the three, but he remembered one of Matthias' lessons – don't spit in the well you drink from, so perhaps that wasn't the best idea.
— Listen to that good-for-nothing more! — Bertha snorted. — He doesn't even have a steady job!
— But sister, you don't have a steady job either...
— Urgh! — Bertha swung the fish she had just bought at the guy, but he easily dodged.

A quick inspection revealed nothing interesting – a few coins and a fish, belonging to people who would easily recognize him, weren't worth ruining the reputation he was building as a "good guy," so Daniel decided to drop the matter. Ideally, he should have moved on, but the name of his mentor was mentioned several times in the conversation, so he decided to intervene and try to get something out of the discussion.
— Good day to you all, — Daniel said with a smile, addressing the three of them. — Bertha, are you already frowning so early in the morning?
There was no aggression in Daniel's tone or words, and anyone who knew him even a little could immediately understand that the Grimwald was addressing the girl in a joking and playful manner, which he had done many times before.