The shopkeeper was a Neimoidian. Atton was pretty sure the only thing she was interested in were credits, and she didn't much care who they came from.
In fact, she sighed. "You might try the boontaspice," she began, and then listed - and pointed at - several in turn. "All edible by humans. However, I am not intimately familiar with your species' palate."
"Eh, anything that won't kill us," Atton said, shrugging. "Right? ...Just, y'know, stick to stands labeled 'cooking spices' while we're here."
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In fact, she sighed. "You might try the boontaspice," she began, and then listed - and pointed at - several in turn. "All edible by humans. However, I am not intimately familiar with your species' palate."
"Eh, anything that won't kill us," Atton said, shrugging. "Right? ...Just, y'know, stick to stands labeled 'cooking spices' while we're here."