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"Consider it particular circumstances. Supplying just enough to keep you 'well off and on your way' can't exactly apply, no?" He doesn't bother offering much thought beyond that. For its the question drawn with that latent eagerness that makes his expression squint the moment it escapes. Side eyeing her, that hope within the Trailblazer was practically radiating.

Why does life love giving him the tricky jobs? That eagerness in her tone, how she's just about bouncing on her heels?

"March--" His voice tests the waters, thankful that not too much of his disbelief is shining through. "By Bangboo years that's a grown man. You can't just go adopting them all willy-nilly if they're not looking for anyone."

Baddieboo's lore on the other hand could wait. Right now, there's that measure of confidence as they preens about her accomplishments taken into consideration. This idea only burgeoned due to their conversation at the dining table. In the Champion's eyes, this could be considered the final test for her validity. At her apprehension to the outright bold declaration, it prompted him to scoff.

"Wouldn't make a good protector of the Outer Ring if I was out here being conniving, no? On the honor of this Red Scarf." He begins, briefly twisting some of the fabric between his fingers before holding it up.

Whether it was a trick of the eyes or actuality, what looks like small flicks of flame briefly sparks across the article. "I have no intention of getting you set in peril. A lot of my current work involves me taking regular jobs in these locations. Lost homes, resources, there's no shortage of wishes people carry but can't execute all on their own."

"You've talked about holding your own with no shortage of dangers, right? Between this fact and how I've come to feel-- something from you." Strength that's alien, disconnection from New Eridu's current affairs. "We'll have to put it to the test. You'll be underneath the support system of the Sons of Calydon to see it through."

Trick question? She thought for sure he'd accuse her of something audacious but no...he made sense. There might be some more adorable little one or slightly less...she hoped they came in different shapes and sizes.

"Two weeks of covered rent? Oh this almost sound too good to be true." Free housing? Almost like home except she gets to decide on the chores...though does this means she gotta do more of the laundry? And cooking? Right cooking. That was a thing, which even if she were to kidn-borrow a bangboo she don't think they'd be too helpful.

After taking a few more pictures of her wonderfully posing friendly bangboo she couldn't help but lean in towards Lighter to whisper a little question into his ear.

"...can I keep him? Or does uh...he have an owner? Parent?"

She leaned back away again and gave a big thumbs up to the Baddieboo, to showcase to him he had done an excellent job posing.

"With my camera skills, hat'd be the best thing ever! I'll have you know I've recieved great praise by a famed director from where I'm from." She was a natural talent in picture-taking and would undoubtedly become a local photography star if she used them to gain some Dennies.

"But uh...did you say in those hollows? It sounds like you're just trying to chuck me into a black hole...that sounds like it'd not be very good for my health." She had never been in a Hollow before, whatever that meant but...she didn't think they looked like they'd just be something she can just walk into safely.