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Keliandra enters the Rabbit Hole. Her body finds itself in the space of the location. Also, in the reality of the shop, there are interesting goods. Our lunar creature would gladly buy something, but in the universe of her pockets, there isn't the required number of units of exchange, which are known to intelligent species as money. Keliandra performs the action "speech" towards the merchant, who is definitely a lunar creature herself, and probably a dark one.
— It's boring, depressing, and even dangerous in this capital. Hello, sister, won't you alleviate my sadness and thirst for communication a little? — Keliandra says with a sour expression. — I can't find a single decent conversationalist. If you go left: suspicious dark individuals. If you go right: men, and not very interesting ones at that.