Snort. New offer and he didn't like the hat but maybe he wants socks?

He'll do pants.

Fiiiiine. ...the vendor will also buy his pants! He skips the lowball.

He would, uh, need a place to change, but then sure.

He can duck behind the stall just here.

Aitim can wear his new shirt and pants and hand over the old ones. There are worrying scratches on both arms and both legs.

Vendor clucks at him over that.

Vendor could consider giving him enough money that he can arrange a living situation where everything is not literally covered in shit but he doesn't have the vocabulary for that.

Instead he thanks him cheerfully.

The vendor thanks him cheerfully too! Now Aitim has local clothes and some literal coins made of metal.

They might actually be worth the value of the metal they are made of, too. Kantil would be jumping up and down. He buys the cheapest food available which locals aren't avoiding and goes to find Shasali.

She's sitting on a rock not far from the entrance they came in by. She's got her shirt unbuttoned and is having a mimed and confusedly multilingual argument about something with a local.

...can he follow the argument at all?

The local is upset about the unbuttoned shirt! Kalatha is not attempting to nurse right now, but presumably was recently.

He walks over and puts a hand on Shasali's shoulder (....can't make anything worse...) and tells the stranger. "Foreign. Hungry child. Please go or help money."

The foreigner has strong opinions and expresses them loudly!

"Go, or help money."

The foreigner considers this response completely unhelpful! And reaches for Kalatha.

No!

Shouting local! Crying Shasali!

"Let's get out of here."

She clutches the baby and nods.

"I guess this place has a taboo on public breastfeeding but emptying your chamberpot out your window is just fine." Hurried walking. 

"Is that what it was about? I couldn't - couldn't tell -" She buttons her shirt one-handed.

"I am not completely sure but I think so. It's okay, I think we can afford to stay somewhere now and their precious eyes can be protected from partial nudity." He shows her the literal actual coins. "Don't ask me what the inscription says. Probably whoever's in charge."

Shasali nods.