I have a pair of those. [ He withdraws the tags from his vest. The chain is wrapped around a small contraption made from a hard, black material which he has not investigated at all. He had kept them only because that strange machine had spat them out at him. Obviously it had done the same to Auraya.
Mirar sets the little pile aside and takes the pamphlet. He frowns as he reads, and after a while lifts the tags again. They seem to be connected to an offer of money, a charitable donation of some kind. Well, charity could be repaid.
He looks down at Auraya, at the way she’s leaning against him. He doesn’t want to disturb that rest. But they cannot stay here indefinitely, and the pamphlet does give an indication as to living arrangements. ]
There is a place that we can go. The necklace is a key to a room...that’s useful. It would be warmer than sitting here. What do you think, Auraya?
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Mirar sets the little pile aside and takes the pamphlet. He frowns as he reads, and after a while lifts the tags again. They seem to be connected to an offer of money, a charitable donation of some kind. Well, charity could be repaid.
He looks down at Auraya, at the way she’s leaning against him. He doesn’t want to disturb that rest. But they cannot stay here indefinitely, and the pamphlet does give an indication as to living arrangements. ]
There is a place that we can go. The necklace is a key to a room...that’s useful. It would be warmer than sitting here. What do you think, Auraya?