"This is not -- I want a promise that this will not happen again."

"Seek it from him."

Her face goes red. "Out."

Occlus looks at Hohenheim.

Hohenheim looks between the two of them. "Has he soaked your copy?" he asks Adina. 

"Has he -- don't ask about my boy when your apprentice just electrocuted him."

"We made a deal and I'm worried I won't be able to fulfill it. If he's soaked your copy you won't be able to benefit from me being here."

"Stop changing the subject."

"I want to help your business. I can't do that if your materials get destroyed."

"Using your alchemy on him is helping?" 

"It was not his alchemy. This old fool is softer than is good for him. I am not. Teach your boy restraint." She addresses Hohenheim. "We waste our time here. Let us move on, money or no."

"... I suppose, if we're not wanted." He gathers his things. "But we should set up elsewhere in the city to make the rest."

"Assuming we are granted the freedom to do so, I agree."

It's still midday. They can take in a decent haul if they stay out extra late.

Hohenheim starts packing his things.

"I knew this was a bad idea. Wouldn't even promise to control your apprentice. I should have expected something to go wrong then. Alchemy."

He keeps packing.

Nur stops convulsing and reaches out towards Hohenheim with his (thankfully empty) pot.

The pot quickly becomes something else -- a giant ornate sculpture that is too unwieldy for him to properly swing.

So he falls to the ground instead. But soon he's up and ready to go again.

His spirit is admirable. Though potentially troublesome. For now... She sketches a shape in midair, and murmurs a soft incantation. Sleep, little fanatic, and wake not til we have gone.

That works. His mother rushes to see if he's alright.

Meanwhile Hohenheim is ready to leave.

The market is humming with activity. They even make a few sales after they set up. The next day, however, they only make two. The following day, none. 

"It seems the brat had some influence after all. We should cut our losses and leave now. This city is not worth fighting for."

"Nor is it useful to waste food or money on a room when we could make a head-start."

Hohenheim spends the rest of the day making purchases for their trip. (One of his first purchases is a cloth to hide his hair and face -- he notices wares' prices dropping significantly after that.)

She shadows him to make sure there are no unfortunate incidents.