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The Marquis listened to the bizarre female’s story, going over what she was saying in his mind just to make sure he understood. But then, Lisbet took out a mechanical… toy? The secui walked over nervously to it, sniffed it for a moment, and looked up at this stranger. Utterly boggled, the male continued to watch the girl as she spoke about her talents, which managed to confused him even more. “What’s a mechanic?” the wolfdog asked, feeling stupid for not understanding what she was talking about. “Well, Lisbet, that thing you’ve got there is very impressive. Our King, Vigilante, is a blacksmith as well, and I’m sure he would appreciate a comrade with the same skills that he has,” Ezra offered Lisbet a genuine smile (he could tell she didn’t like the chuckle, and he felt bad about that) before lifting his head, and letting out a sharp howl for Vigilante to come to the borders. Once he was done, he looked back at Lisbet. “By the way, I don’t know where London is, but I knew someone from Edinburgh if that means anything to you,” Ezra wondered for a moment where Theodoric had been lately, but quickly shook the idea out of his head.
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