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Clearly, Shoes isn't the first irate adventurer they've had to deal with, as they simply raise an eyebrow before exhaling.
"Well, the curse was meant to deter grave robbers and thus deliberately difficult to remove. The intent is that they'd be turned into rats, see; not exactly meant for.....whoever you are. Clearly, you and your heart disagree. As for removing it? Well...generally speaking? Good luck. You'll need a very high-level archpriest to remove that curse. And I don't know any, so you can quit waving that thing around."

"I suppose that's true...."

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The young woman jumps when she hears Jenkins speaking behind her.
"Ah! Where'd you come from?"
She takes a moment to step away from from the suddenly appearing toenail gremlin, before looking at Jarvis and 42-1, putting two and two together.
"....you must be adventurers, right?"

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The shopkeeper doesn't quite hear Marcia at first over the torrent of very loud and blasphemous curses he's hurling at the thieves. After a while, he finally turns to Marcia, clocking what she just said.
".....your what now?"

The naga studies the group cautiously for a few moments, as if deciding if to trust them or not.
" .....Sitri. Sitri Diantha Leviathia."

"You're telling me to check on the bees? Alright, but....I don't think I'll find whatever happened to cause this mess..."
Rosencrantz, for his part, tries not to question the fact that Shoes was, in fact, now a cute-looking girl instead of a murderous horse. He'd already seen crazier.

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" ....i-if I put this bow away, y-you won't just kill me, right? H-how do I know you won't hurt me if I put this away?"

"....t-there's more of you....a-and you!"
The naga retreats backwards from Momo, backing away from his new comrades, with her eye definitely on Keith. Her grip on the bow is wavering.

"....what? What dark history?"
It would appear that this particular demon has absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

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Yliss and Keith, meanwhile, are able to generally push their way through the crowd, and are able to spy, out of the corner of their eye, a little hint of what might be Momo hanging upside down in an alleyway, him being blown into sight by the wind.

"N-nobody made me, I did it on my own! On my honor as a demon, I-I have to fight mortals like you!"

"....that would work a lot better if you hadn't just been flirting with me two seconds ago."