Timeskip?
Dee returned to the marketplace the following week to pick up the scarf. Virgil's scarf. The shopkeeper presented the finished gift in trembling hands and lowered her head. "I hope it is to your liking, my lord." He smiled as he took the shimmering length of silk from her hands. She’d married together long strips of gold and purple silk with nearly invisible stitches. The seams were smooth and unobtrusive, each panel flowing from one to the other. Tiny, spiraling decorative stitches in gold thread adorned the edges, glimmering and catching the light. Dee removed one glove and pulled the scarf through his hands. It slipped through his fingers like water, cool, smooth, and fluid.
She peeked at his face. "Does it please you?"
DAMN. Anyways...
The shops lining the path to Virgil's storefront were beginning to close, the shopkeepers wrapping up their wares, stacking pots, and lashing down heavy awnings to protect their goods from the elements and from any pilferage in the night.
Dee was dismayed to see that Virgil had already completed his closing tasks, a heavy canvas cover battened down over his stand. Pulling his cloak tighter around himself, he turned away from the storefront. As he did, though, his eye caught sudden movement next to the closed fishmonger’s stand. He spied shifting shadows, three large shapes surrounding a smaller form. Creeping closer, Dee peered around the corner and saw three tall men surrounding the thin shopkeeper, striking him and pulling at his satchel.
-"... Now who is he.. damn assholes, their blocking my view, I should really help them.. but perhaps I should just, wait..-"-
You'd expect him to leave a maybe random person being mugged alone, right? Weeeeell no, if anything he would've either joined them, if the person was a bad one, or beat the shit out of the other! :)
...OKay yeah like why didn't my mind go to that-
REDO-, Dee was, utterly shocked at the start.. but slowly did a somewhat.. rage build in him, his grip on the scarf tighting as he stared daggers at the three men, before his loud.. taps.. of his shoes we're echoing along the alley way, you could just see the hatred in his eyes, and even if they we're tall.. yeesh, dee was a different level-..... (no pun intended. TwT)