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Upon Cutty's indecent and brave answer, Cosgrach's tension was replaced with amusement and the man laughed. "If you introduce this friend elf to me, I'll consider this never happened," he joked back, "and might even... provide you with the Unction." HEHEHEHEHE. Funny, both were.
. . . Cutty was joking, right?
Good thing he had expanded the room a bit more, because it was only enough for two people. He gave the boy his full attention too and looked... pretty sceptical. Not at Cutty, no, but at Airey's... request for help. Was he still seriously mourning over that? It was one single, silly rock! Ugh. He bet Airey wouldn't be able to tell the difference if someone just bought him another. OR HEY, Airey could do it himself too! And the whole school from this sadness.
Cosgrach was clever, but had this simple solution never really occured to someone else?
Cutty had him at 'discerning tastes', though (which was completely true), so he man just nodded. "Go ahead," he said as he took the posture of a renowned critic: one hand on his chin, one folded horizontally over his tummy to support the other.
Mhmm, ode master here.
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