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[fingersofleaf]

Over the course of the last week, particularly with the several days of not being able to understand anybody else, Percy has gotten the chimney all but finished, and now, in celebration of this accomplishment, is sitting around back of the house with a beheaded chicken and a pot of boiling water, divesting it of feathers. This process is slightly

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[dragon_dealer]

She comes back in after her visit to Gareth. "What are you doing?"

[fingersofleaf]

"We're havin' chicken for supper," with a mildly excited grin.

[dragon_dealer]

She rolls her eyes. "I see."

[fingersofleaf]

"Well, I'm pluckin' it."

[dragon_dealer]

"I further see. Do you need help?"

[fingersofleaf]

"No, I'm okay."

[dragon_dealer]

"Alright." She goes to attend to the bread. "Well, that'll be a change."

[fingersofleaf]

"I was thinkin' we never have meat any more."

[dragon_dealer]

"True. There was that venison from Agravain, but not since then."

[fingersofleaf]

"I know. I'm not much good at huntin' right now, but we got plenty of chickens and I got the fireplace done to-day--"

[dragon_dealer]

"I saw. It's good. And I could always get meat from the Mansion, if you really missed it."

[fingersofleaf]

"Not really really. But it's good."

[dragon_dealer]

"Alright."

[fingersofleaf]

He looks over at her and smiles. "You okay?"

[dragon_dealer]

"Hm? Oh, sure." She smiles. "Why wouldn't I be?"

[fingersofleaf]

"You're quiet."