[A saw. Yep, that's interesting. It's the whole reason he lingered, actually. Not really because Ramuda's so young looking- more like in an area like this- all fairy tale-esque ancient woodland- he must have missed the memo about present-day things being available.
That's what happens when you elect to live in the caves away from everyone else, He guesses.
It doesn't occur to him that they've spoken before. Of course it doesn't, he's looking out for someone with a visible chip on his shoulder- so as he's spoken to, he stops... a hand moving to his back pocket.
He looks at the saw. Then to Ramuda. Then the saw. Then Ramuda.
Oh, he's got to be desperate to ask him. It's hardly as if anything about him signals he's handy. So, sweetly:]
I always figured it's a case of just sawing, mister.
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That's what happens when you elect to live in the caves away from everyone else, He guesses.
It doesn't occur to him that they've spoken before. Of course it doesn't, he's looking out for someone with a visible chip on his shoulder- so as he's spoken to, he stops... a hand moving to his back pocket.
He looks at the saw.
Then to Ramuda.
Then the saw.
Then Ramuda.
Oh, he's got to be desperate to ask him. It's hardly as if anything about him signals he's handy. So, sweetly:]
I always figured it's a case of just sawing, mister.
[A shrug follows.]
It's not that different to anything else, right?