[Lea watches the motions of the naval patrols for a few moments before answering. Apparently, he's so used to skulking about that a stench like this has just become one of the hazards of his job.]
I think they care plenty about it, actually.
[He takes a few steps back into the alley, then points at one of the patrols, tracing their path with his finger. It begins as a straight line, but then his finger dips as they move as a unit as far away from the fountain as they can.]
They don't want anything to do with it. What does that tell you?
[It tells him plenty. Either that fountain or the inscription is pretty important.]
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I think they care plenty about it, actually.
[He takes a few steps back into the alley, then points at one of the patrols, tracing their path with his finger. It begins as a straight line, but then his finger dips as they move as a unit as far away from the fountain as they can.]
They don't want anything to do with it. What does that tell you?
[It tells him plenty. Either that fountain or the inscription is pretty important.]