[ This isn't the first time Hilda has encountered a phony merchant. There were plenty in Fodlan, selling all manner of fake gems and crystals, promises of love charms and spells, and bones of the Saints that would cure ailments. Add in the fact that she's recognizable there because of her hair and last name and she's been on the receiving end of plenty of scams.

Picking them out in a shop is something she had come to learn over the years (a practice she put far more effort into than her studies), so it's possible she could have picked this one out eventually too. This woman as small and slight as she is had just saved her the time and effort. Her shock and mild annoyance has more to do with this being the principle of the thing. She loves a good prank but never at the expense of someone's well being and gold. ]

I will! But you know, these things are always more believable with some eyewitness testimony and proof. [ A pleading look flits across her features, her eyes going almost doe like. ] Will you come with me?

[ Because she definitely caught the "you". ]