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[megatheorem]

Well, not only that. I've been going around talking to people, helping out here and there. I thought you might be interested in that kind of thing.

[3point0]

Sure. Just - don't let me interview kids.

Once accidentally told a bunch of them that Santa isn't real.

[megatheorem]

I'm assuming that's somehow a faux pas, but I don't know what a Santa is. Sure, though, I'll talk to the kids.

[3point0]

Great, then you're on. Where am I meeting you?

[megatheorem]

I'll send you the address; it's a bar in East Sophia.

[Not because he's also buying drinks, no, but there's a whole thing about free food for the locals, etc, so he's already in the area. He will ping the location.]

[3point0]

That's not too far from me.

[ And ten minutes later, walking into the bar. ]

Hey, are we stopping for a drink first?

[megatheorem]

[Palamedes, visibly just loitering in the entrance, glancing at the actual bar like he does not know what to do over there, um-]

Hi- I wasn't planning on it, but I won't stop you. I don't drink.

[3point0]

Oh, no. It's no fun if you don't, I'll just get a drink when we're done.

All right, what's our pitch?

[megatheorem]

I could really enthusiastically have a water, maybe.

[Ha. Okay,] We're just making the rounds and helping out. Carrying things, running an errand or two. There is a shop we'll have to stop by so I can pick up a textile order and deliver it elsewhere, but besides that, the streets are our oyster.

[3point0]

Now that, I can definitely do. It's like a patrol, but a friendly patrol.

[ He grins as he makes towards the door. ]

What's up with the textiles? Top secret? Can't even tell me what kind?

[megatheorem]

Well, it's... textiles. It's fabric. I didn't ask what all of it was for.

[It didn't feel important to picking up the delivery, so like, it's definitely fabric and that's the best he's got.]

[3point0]

I mean like, was it a company? Personal errand? 'Cause I think I could find us a wheelbarrow.

[ If they needed to carry a lot, anyway. ]

[megatheorem]

A woman and her son, but I won't refuse the wheelbarrow.

[He, personally, can carry like, one spool of fabric at a time. So.]

[3point0]

Well, I think I could handle that solo. But, let's go get that wheelbarrow in case you wanna bring something else back.