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Thuling nodded a bit when she said they sounded like hard jobs. He looked around the village, smiling a bit. This was much more his speed than that big city with all the surface folk. He chuckled as the kids hugged her and then ran off. When she asked what kind of job he would have liked, he blinked, and then shrugged. "I don't know, really. I never had any particular talents. The only thing I'm really good at is being a father, and even then, my childrens' mother won't let me do that," he sighed.