"Perhaps someday I'll have the opportunity ... Not if you continue to drive such a hard bargain, though." Theo looked at the remaining pile of onions and sighed.
"Well, it would be nice to change the entire perception of Abandoned in Caido, I suppose, but I'm not going to sweat it too much." Theo grinned, twirling his own knife with his telekinesis before he returned it to his steady chopping. He was almost halfway through the first sack by now. His fingers stung from peeling, but his telekinesis had allowed him to keep the chopped onions far enough from his face to prevent tears. "You may or may not have noticed, but I am rather allergic to hard work."
can't say good morning without lying twice
