One potato, two potato

Nairn turned the book over in his hands, There's nothing to win, he replied, evenly. She's not a prize you get at the fair. He didn't let his gaze leave the man.

Mmm, why does it matter to you? It was none of the stranger's business. He was too nosey for his own good, and Nairn turned to leave. You should keep yourself in check. Whoever you are, you're insignificant here. Because the man spoke like he was important, in that way only people without power did, though.

Easy to recognize. Easy to walk away from, if nothing more was said.

@Kellam Yoesif