N-Nyarl...... I-I'm in trouble.

I almost exposed my identity today. That’s not good.

Farku, Marcos and I were talking about where they came from and what they did before joining Blackstaff Tower.

By the time it was my turn...that was when I panicked.

In all the travelling, I completely forgot to spend time and money to develop forged ID. Cr*p. Th-there is no way I can spend an hour scribbling fake documents in front of them! And the D.I.A. never supplies us with pre-made!

…Wh-what could I do, Nyarl? Of course I had to lie!

Just when I was about to expose myself I immediately thought of one thing that would put out their curiosity like sand to a bonfire.

“… I-I’m a Baker….. I-I saw a job opening in Blackstaff for a P-Pastry Chef…..Cookie?”

Thank Selune I always carry cookies in my pouch. It helps when you’re small and everyone looks angry, so peace offerings were beneficial.

They took the cookie and ended the conversation... Phew.
~(Persuasion Nat 20)~