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“Of course,” He said gently, every bit of his tone relaying skepticism. He looked at Ladybug for a moment before looking away again. He watched as Vienna, Christa, and the man in the suit spoke, then as Christa began to juggle. “She is a bit of a show-off,” He commented, mostly to himself.

He figured most people around here were show-offs in their own little way. Just some seemed, more then others. Looking back at Ladybug he realized she had said something. “Um no, aerialist actually,” He said correcting her, although oddly he felt sorry for doing it. Chandler always had a problem with correcting people, it seemed that he was putting them down, although he never meant it in that way.

Looking back to the other performers he looked over those he actually had some relationship with. Sadly, it was wasn’t very many. He figured he should talk more, but people usually didn’t understand what he was trying to portray, even though he had quickly lost his Russian accent. He looked back to Ladybug, smiling softly. “And I take care of Eleanor, but that is by choice.”