*wanders in, highly confused; under his arm he carries a cloth bearing his possessions (which means, a few pieces of cloth, a bundle of medical instruments, very little food and equally little money). He wears only a simple loincloth and a blanket draped around his shoulders; the only objects of worth that he wears openly are the two copper
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You do keep strange company. *looks a little worried*
I hope you like it here. Tis a long way from your home.
Armand St. Just at your service.
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... well, I've come to a strange place. Thank you for the welcome, Armand St. Just. *hopeful look* Have you need of a chirurgeon's service?
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Not at the moment. Often though. You should meet Sweeney Todd. He's fascinated with... things like that.
Do you know a cure for bad dreams?
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'Things like that'?
Well. Not directly. But I could make you a sleeping draught, certainly, that would let you sleep so deep that you would not dream.
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