and why?

[Leon Hughes]

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That was that, he supposed. He made his deal with the devil and he was bound to his word and her no matter her inhumane and insane her demands were. The day he fulfilled his oath couldn't come soon enough. He brushed his bangs out of his face for a moment before the silver locks fell back into his vision and he watched her curiously; she seemed to lose any humor she might've previously had and he guessed it was because of his teasing comment. Oh well. He inwardly shrugged at the thought glancing away momentarily before she said she'd be back in two weeks. He'd meet her here, he assumed, since he was pretty sure he wouldn't see her again until that time.

"Aight. Looking forward to it," Leon said casually, his young, narrow face becoming rather stoic in the face of unknown wishes and the seriousness of the pretty blonde girl. Her looks really deceived her. He wasn't going to thank her until the deal was closed and he got his precious critters, but he did have an air of appreciation about him. Once that was said, he turned and left her to come up with her game plan and head back to her cart; he'd go back to his den and tell his brother the good news and the good fortune he had in finding a trader willing to take three promised favors over material goods.

Leon speaks Trigger Speaks

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