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[There's a new face in the Keep, but he isn't planning on staying around for long. He'll be heading over the wall and to his (unknowing) death shortly, but he has to find his way over there first, which without certain powers is proving somewhat harder than had thought

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[dontfeartheme]

[Ryn doesn't really keep track of who comes and goes, so she's got no idea that he's new. She does notice how tense he is, though, and assumes it's purely a reaction to the whispering pumpkins.]

Smashing the damn things is a really good way to go about shutting them up.

[There's a brief pause.]

Works to relieve tension, too.

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[Shal turns. If Ryn is incredibly observant, she may recognize the split second it takes for him to size her up--]

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[--Before in a flash the look is gone, replaced with an dopey smile. ]

Ahh, really? I had been wondering about that. They are pretty annoying, I haven't heard wailing like this since the last time Uvo insisted on karaoke.

[A laugh. The stress seems to disappear completely from his body language with unnatural ease. Only someone who had known him for years would notice the traces that remained--way his thumb hovered over the important buttons on his phone, or the slightly thinner-than-usual laugh that he saved especially for tense situations. Nope! You definitely took a load off his mind telling him about the pumpkins, yep!]

[dontfeartheme]

[She does notice it, but only because she's had ten years of being given a similar look under her belt. Which is also why she doesn't comment on it; she's used to it.

His comment gets an almost smile.]

Least you've heard of karaoke. There's people here who don't even know what a damn car is.

[With that settled, thinking him calmed down about the fucking pumpkins, Ryn nods towards his phone.]

Have you got yours to work here, then? Mine's been bloody useless for anything more a paperweight since I got here.