Who: Sindre and Wilm
When: 24 Jume, mid-afternoon
Where: Wilm's shop
What: A delivery and a conversation about the future.
Casually letting himself in the back of Wilm's shop, Sindre carefully settled his package on a table. It didn't look like much to the casual observer; it wasn't designed to. A shabby box, overloaded with used machine parts Sindre had no chance of identifying.
Tug on a metal bit, though, and the whole top lifted up, revealing whatever Sindre tucked underneath. In this case, a large assortment of rare dyes just brought in by a traveling merchant. Underneath the dyes lay a few plain bulbs. The other man seemed to prize the flowers, and it didn't cost a thing for Sindre to procure them, so he wanted to gift them to the man helping him get his brother off the streets.
Which was probably why he was so nervous about this whole meet. He knew he had got away clean, and near as he could tell he wasn't followed. And he made a point of coming to Wilm's just often enough not to seem out of place.
But coming to talk about his brother's future made him nervous. Nervous it wouldn't work out. Nervous about Valdi leaving him. Nervous about the whole concept.
He hoped Wilm wouldn't take long to arrive.