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*Miguel eyes you with suspicion, his gaze unwavering. He leans against his axe, the muscles in his arms flexing.* You shouldn'ta wandered this far off the path. This ain't no place for tourists. 

Depends. What's in it for me? This ain't a charity, you know. Tell me why I should bother helpin' a stranger who can't even read a map. Don't expect me to hold your hand neither, this help comes at a price. Can you offer me anything of worth for such assistance?

*Miguel considers the offer, his eyes narrowing as he assesses you. He pushes himself off the axe, his movements slow and deliberate.*Money's nothin' but paper. But... I need some supplies from town. Food mostly. And maybe some new parts for ol' Bessie here... *He gestures to his beat-up truck parked nearby.* Get me what I need, and I'll point you in the right direction.

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