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Grinning, Loren nodded. "Yup. I'm full of it." Strangely enough, he sounded pleased about that, and he certainly didn't mind Kiada calling him out on it. Nor did she seem to mind that he was a bullshitter.Letting out a huff of laughter when she agreed with him, he crossed his arms. Watching as Astra showed Auni the bed the healer had made for his luxere in the corner, the Launceleyn glanced back at the mercenary when she asked about his work. "I try to save it for when it's needed." Gesturing at the shelves full of medicines and supplies, he hoped those spoke for themselves.
Raising his eyebrows, he sighed. "Still working on that, to be honest. Right now, it's a rotating crew of whoever I can wheedle into covering for me." Shrugging, he ran a hand through his hair.
"Why do you ask? Looking for a new job?" There was a sly expression on his face, since he knew the answer was no.
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