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Amun grinned and gave Maea an affectionate punch in the shoulder. "Call it a family discount, yeah?" The words were cheerful, but also quite firm and insistent.
When she asked how she should decorate, he shrugged. "Just paint something you think he'd like. All of them will set with a glaze when we throw it in the kiln." He gave her a much more normal smile. "I could also paint something, but I think it'll be more meaningful coming from you."
With that, he headed towards the kiln in question. Opening the chute at the bottom, he built up the fire (very carefully, using tongs and liberal use of gloves and long matches) while she worked.
When she asked how she should decorate, he shrugged. "Just paint something you think he'd like. All of them will set with a glaze when we throw it in the kiln." He gave her a much more normal smile. "I could also paint something, but I think it'll be more meaningful coming from you."
With that, he headed towards the kiln in question. Opening the chute at the bottom, he built up the fire (very carefully, using tongs and liberal use of gloves and long matches) while she worked.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
