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My lord? Your request is finished. I can bring it back to the house with me if you like, or you could come examine it yourself.

To those who requested that items be made, I apologize for the delays- my first order took much longer than I thought it would. I'll begin as soon as possible.

My offer to take commissions is of course still open.

....

Does anyone have answers in regards to the mass disappearance throughout the village? It seems like most people have returned, but that doesn't help us deal with the situation.

[There's another awkward pause, because he feels bad about being so useless since the whole mess happened, but...]

...Katie? Are you feeling any better?

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[Katie shall have to look into vanishing more often. Bright smile!]

If you wouldn't mind. Have you ever tried Neopolitan? It's very colourful. Not grey in the slightest.

[Katie that would be bad okay D8]

I admit, I haven't had ice cream since I was a child.

[Oh fine then. She'll just stay at home and be spoiled rotten for a day.]

Really? You should try some, then. Get a little bit of all colours. It's much more fun that way.

I'll do that, then. I have a delivery to make soon, anyway.

[And you can bet that he stopped off at the grocery store to check for ice cream before heading home. It might spend some time in the icebox while he fanboys over Sigmund getting his new armor, but he'll be bringing it to her directly real soon.]

[Ice cream in bed. Well, she was never allowed that home unless she was sic--oh right. Well, excessively tired counts. She'll just be curled up in bed with her arms hooked around the teddy narbear Sigmund left for her earlier |D]

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[And in comes Edward with two little bowls of Neapolitan, as promised! ...kdjfhds tiny stuffed narbear, where did that come from.]

Katie? Are you awake?

[Isn't it cute? 8D She'll unhook an arm from it long enough to give him a small wave.]

Not really. But I can always wake up for ice cream.

[He heads over and sits down beside her on the bed, offering out one of the bowls. Probably the one with more ice cream, since, y'know. Kids love sweets.]

I can't imagine why anyone would sleep through such an offer.

Neither can I. [Yay, ice cream! She sits up in bed and takes that bowl, and looks rather happy when she sees Edward has a bowl of his own.] Did you get your delivery done?

I did- it was here, actually. Lord Sigmund asked me to make him a new suit of armor.

Really? What kind of armour? Is it fancy?

It resembles the armor he currently uses, only lighter and easier to use on a daily basis. With fewer enemies here, it's only natural.

[That is a very unsure look she's giving him. Those enemies just killed him a couple of weeks ago, after all. But Edward would know better, wouldn't he? Biting her lip.]

How many enemies does he have?

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[...W-well. That's a difficult thing to talk about, but he doesn't like lying to kids.]

...On our world, there are too many to number. Leonid has an entire army who would kill him on sight.

That doesn't sound very nice. [Her eyes flick past him for a moment, before they fasten greedily on the ice cream. Mmm, ice cream.] What does Leonid look like?

[Well no, it's not very nice, but what can you do? And why does she keep doing that? Edward tries to subtly glance over his shoulder, but there's obviously nothing there. Weird.

....And there's no way he's answering that.]

It's not your concern, Katie.

[Is too her concern, you ...adult, you. But she's too tired to do more than look rather pouty for a moment before she gives a small shrug and tucks into her ice cream.]

Did Sigmund like his armour, then?

[Just because you can read into his deep dark secret doesn't mean you can order him around, you... child, you 8| He nods, though, ignoring the pout.]

He was pleased with it, and I think it suits him well. [...Very well.]

[She'll have you know she's 300 years old, young man. Honest truth.]

Does it take very long to make it?

[....W-well, she still looks young so 8|]

That depends on the armor, usually.

[She's apparently old enough that Guy served her Guinness. Had nothing to do with teaching her a lesson, we swear.]

Well, how long did it take you to make Sigmund's?

[Curious child is curious.]

[Ah! That naughty bastard.]

A few weeks, but there was a lot happening during that time. [Sigmund dying is a terrible incentive for working on a present for him.]

Mmm. Is it always so busy in Luceti? [Sheee's not going to touch on Sigmund's death with a ten foot pole.]

[That's good, because Ed would probably implode if he had to think about that one more time.]

Not always. Often the village is so quiet it's boring. [He prefers that sometimes, all things considered.]

Really? That doesn't sound like it's any fun. Though I suppose it would be difficult to get things done if trees fell out of the sky every day.

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