>"Part of my job. Gotta find some stuff that was stolen from a man. You guys know anything about it?"
>"Well, there-" one of the fairies begins.
>"Don't know nothing," the fairy in front says firmly, cutting her off.
"Just trying to get them home, where they belong. Old farmer that looks after them's real worried about them, too. Soon as I find them, and the goods they were with, I can be on my way."
>A small blond-haired fairy towards the back seems to frown. "They're f-"
>"I said we don't know nothing," the fairy repeats, scowling.
>"Because the guy who has me out here lost his, and I can't get back to that other job until I find out about them."
>"As for seekers-"
>Tap the badge. It possible, try to catch the light with it.
>"That's how you can tell."
>"But the kitties!" one of the fairies cries in dismay.
>You tap your badge and do your best to catch the light with it though the fog. You hear murmurs of realization sweep through the fairies.
>"So Seekers are shiny?" one of them asks.
>Wail fairy seems to be finally running out of breath, her voice fading even faster than her distance would cause. It sounds rather more like a squeak at this point. A few more fairies are joining the group in front of you.