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Asher nodded, and resheathed the blade. "Would you believe me if I said he said he found it? I wouldn't know exactly, but all since I can remember, he's had the blade. He told me that it was "Our Burden to bear" though, I'm still puzzled by what exactly he means. I'm sure it was something of value to know." He said, rubbing his head.

He smiled as he went on about her drawing. He rather liked for her to talk, moreso than to talk himself. He was still pent up about Songrose agreeing to walk with him when it stormed. He wanted to jump to the celling. But he controlled himself as best as the childish man could as he sat and listnened."I see.... Would you ever want to start doing that again, Songrose?" He asked her with a curious expression. She seemed to like to do it, and maybe he could put the last of his father's mercenary money to use. He had maybe enough for a medium sized house.... What was he thinking?! Asking Songrose to live with him! It was completely out of the question. He had known her for perhaps a week, if that. She would surely decline.

"Anywho, it is probably just my imagination." He would state, before looking around again. His eyes were now fully adjusted to his dark enviorments, and to someoen whom could see perfectly, his eyes were as large as dishes. He could make out nearly everything's vague forms and shapes.