[Something warm flutters through Hector's heart as he catches sight of that smile, and he nods to keep his gaze from dawdling on Isaac's thin lips, tendrils of hair spilling out from the edges of his hood. Like a cat toying with a length of yarn, Petre swings his clawless foot toward one, catching the tip of Hector's nose. Hector swats it aside and sighs. It seems every day he's glad he crafted the creature to be harmless.]
Indeed I can. [There is always bread and cheese to be found somewhere in the cellar, after all. Before turning for home, he puts forth a final politesse] Is there anything else you require?
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Indeed I can. [There is always bread and cheese to be found somewhere in the cellar, after all. Before turning for home, he puts forth a final politesse] Is there anything else you require?