Searching for a ready container like that in the city, even with the directions of 'back that way' would probably resemble scouring a haystack for a needle, but Caprica appreciated the woman's lack of hostility. Her words had been prompted by greed, nothing more, so she squashed any further desire she had to angle for possession of the simple burlap holder. It didn't seem in best taste, and any attempt would probably be doomed to failure anyway. "Sad to say, she'd not much use for putting stuff inside," she answered the question, a little unjustly as it was a perfectly fair comment and although she made no apologetic gesture, she accepted the rebuke for her greedy comments. "Gotta strap it on somehow first. Kinda full already though." Caprica managed to get her tired horse walking again, closing the gap between herself and the woman with the intriguing voice and intelligent eyes. It was a slow approach though, Rohan's head was low and her steps dragging. For all she resembled a ceremonial elephant, she wasn't as strong as one and the folds of cloth must weigh quite a few pounds extra, Caprica thought with dismay. Perfect timing for a rest. "On second thoughts, much as I'd love to fill another sackful of this pretty human stuff, please, please - don't let me have it. I can't take the weight, and there won't be breathing space in my den at home before too long, either." Her squirrel-like personality was irrepressible. Caprica hoarded objects like bees made honey. She swung down to stand before Tlantli, a practiced smile reaching up to her eyes beneath the green headscarf, trying not to be self-conscious. She could only pull off a look this kaleidoscopic with an aura of unerring confidence. "Caprica, of Anathema. Crafter, horse-owner and retired sack-thief," she introduced herself in her straightforward manner. "So you out lookin' for something in particular today?"
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