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Who: Anyone
When: Day 30, late evening
Where: Outside Apt L
What: How does I whittle

[There is a guy surrounded by wood shavings with an overly big smile that is not masking his frustrations. At all.

There's a couple of lumpy misshapen wooden figures next to him amid the shavings

Its hard to tell what they are. But he just accidentally lopped what might have been a big ear off one of them]

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Those seem like really small things, though.

Small things sometimes mean the most.

So I was a good person?

You were.

Okay. . . then I will try to be that again.

You are a good person.

Ah. . . you're very kind.

Naw. M'just saying what I think.

No, you are. I don't know anything at all, but you have been very patient with me, and you have been looking out for me––even though it must be hard for you.

....thanks. [///]

So please tell me what I can do to help in return.

I really enjoyed your cooking actually so....

You want me to cook?

Yes.

Okay, I can try.

I can get books from one of the gods, too.

Hahahaha...Aidan would like that too.

We could make the spare room into a little library.

...yeah. I'd be great.

Then we need shelves too, right?

...oh yeah.

It's fine, I will take care of it.

Okay, cool!

. . .

Is there anything else that you really think I should know? If I am going to remember eventually anyway, it may be better if I am told.

....you had someone you cared about very much.

She got out okay. So. You at least have that for comfort.

. . .Someone I cared for. . .?

A girl? Who was she?

	
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