The light, it burns us [D1, EM]

[Samantha Hayne]

"You have a shop?" She seemed somewhat interested by that, "What manner of tings do you sell?"

She could use some more furnishings for her new place; if it was that sort of shop. Not that she had the money to buy anything, but a favor for a favor could do her well.

[Jonathan Whitford]

"Oh...uhh..." He wasn't expecting that reaction. "I do car work, but I also do metalwork on the side. Some artistic things with metal. Just...always had a knack for working with steel. So, yeah, things like that."

[Samantha Hayne]

"I do not have need of cars," she said, "mais, art might be a ting for my new place, though I have no money."

[Jonathan Whitford]

He gives a large smile at that. "Well, you should know that we follow other matters of currency beyond money..." He shakes his head with Besides, the Faire is coming up. I think gifts and things are a appropriate measure during it. If you want, I can add you to my list of gifts to give, if you can think of something you would like to have."

[Samantha Hayne]

"Dat would be generous," she said, "I would much like a ting to look at, such a ting one might put in a home, to provide a better decor."

She would have to come up with a gift to give of her own. She did not have much that she could part with though. Or really anything, as of yet.

[Jonathan Whitford]

"I can work with that." He paused, giving it some consideration as to what someone like her would like. "Something to show off to your friends, then." He gives it a ponder for a moment. "Well, in return, I could just consider the favor of helping me with my plan as payment. After all, you do seem to know what you are doing with ghosts and things. Sound fair to you? We can have a proper pledge at the end of it if you want, but I think I can trust a fellow of the Court to hold up her end of the bargain on this matter."

[Samantha Hayne]

"It is fair," she said with a nod, "Call upon me as you need my aid."

[Jonathan Whitford]

"I will." He stands up and looks on. "Enjoy the coffee. Hopefully I can make it to my shop without it." He nods, slumping over for a moment in a tired manner before looking back with a grin and walked normally off to his normal grind.

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