[ He says it a little acerbically, still feeling the leftover sting from Mordred's flare of emotion hot at the back of his mind. But if nothing else, he's gotten good at cooling himself down whenever these little bursts occur and it's not too long before he's back to his usual cool self. ]
But I don't need anything from you. [ Even if she is spot-on with that assessment. ] I'm reaching out to return something, actually.
[ It's a (puts hand in hat and pulls out a slip of paper) book of some sort. ]
[I vaguely recall that I might have mentioned she bought herself a new hat that was the lost item in a previous tag but the thought of reaching into said hat to pull out the actual item is so funny that I'm going to roll with said improv.]
I did? How inconvenient. [For him to have gone through to trouble to have found it, more than for her to have lost it, she means.]
Thank you for recovering it. Would it be easier handled to donate it? [She hasn't even asked what it is yet. Though I'm sure you'd like something in return as thanks, either way.
[ pulling a slip of paper out of a hat to rng a lost item except it's a hat .... out of a hat.
He's a little impressed she already seems to know what he's about to return, though presumably she's not the scatterbrained type to leave all her things around willy nilly. If it's just the one thing, then surely she would have noticed it missing and deduced what it was.
Although....he has to admit, he's a little puzzled by her question. ]
It's yours. Why would I donate it to someone [ some place?? ] else before returning it to you?
[ What an odd girl. ]
I don't need anything. [ At least not yet. ] But if you're offering an uncashed favor for later, I won't say no.
Most wouldn't think twice about throwing something so small away rather than go to this trouble. Unless this is some ruse on your part? [Of course it isn't, but she dangles the possibility out there as if it might be turn - after all, anyone living on their own like this would be suspicious.
She doesn't own many things in this place, she while she isn't in the habit of losing in the first place, she has precious few possessions that whatever he found could be. As for why he wouldn't go through the trouble of returning it...if she cherished it in the first place, she wouldn't have left it behind. It's only a material good, after.
Still, despite the blandness of her neutral affect up until then, the thought of having not lost it forever stirs the tiniest tendril of relief in her, a clear emotion she'd rather not bare.]
Then that's how it'll be. I don't have much to offer, but you'll think of something, won't you?
[ Why does she have to say it like that? As if he's already plotting how best to use this card in his back pocket. He may not leave behind any opportunity that gives him a potential leg up, but neither is he some unscrupulous asshole willing to take advantage of a young woman at the first opportunity. ]
I'm sure you'll know when I cash it in.
[ Probably not for awhile though....she's safe For Now. If only because he doesn't fully know where her skills lie. Anyway. ]
Where are you staying? I can drop off the hat whenever you're free.
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[ He says it a little acerbically, still feeling the leftover sting from Mordred's flare of emotion hot at the back of his mind. But if nothing else, he's gotten good at cooling himself down whenever these little bursts occur and it's not too long before he's back to his usual cool self. ]
But I don't need anything from you. [ Even if she is spot-on with that assessment. ] I'm reaching out to return something, actually.
[ It's a (puts hand in hat and pulls out a slip of paper) book of some sort. ]
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I did? How inconvenient. [For him to have gone through to trouble to have found it, more than for her to have lost it, she means.]
Thank you for recovering it. Would it be easier handled to donate it? [She hasn't even asked what it is yet. Though I'm sure you'd like something in return as thanks, either way.
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He's a little impressed she already seems to know what he's about to return, though presumably she's not the scatterbrained type to leave all her things around willy nilly. If it's just the one thing, then surely she would have noticed it missing and deduced what it was.
Although....he has to admit, he's a little puzzled by her question. ]
It's yours. Why would I donate it to someone [ some place?? ] else before returning it to you?
[ What an odd girl. ]
I don't need anything. [ At least not yet. ] But if you're offering an uncashed favor for later, I won't say no.
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She doesn't own many things in this place, she while she isn't in the habit of losing in the first place, she has precious few possessions that whatever he found could be. As for why he wouldn't go through the trouble of returning it...if she cherished it in the first place, she wouldn't have left it behind. It's only a material good, after.
Still, despite the blandness of her neutral affect up until then, the thought of having not lost it forever stirs the tiniest tendril of relief in her, a clear emotion she'd rather not bare.]
Then that's how it'll be. I don't have much to offer, but you'll think of something, won't you?
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I'm sure you'll know when I cash it in.
[ Probably not for awhile though....she's safe For Now. If only because he doesn't fully know where her skills lie. Anyway. ]
Where are you staying? I can drop off the hat whenever you're free.