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[heloise]

Would you leave the Castle now, if you could?

Friday was unfortunate. But for most of the year, surely it has given us a comfortable home and the most singular of friends.

And so, as for myself, I would not. I should like to tarry here a little longer, if only to relish the taste of liberty and the fruits of invention. Refrigerators are so magnificent!

[ With that, she will be in the kitchen with the fridge door open, sticking her hands into it with glee. ]

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[noblefive]

[And there's someone walking into the kitchen. A 7'8", armoured someone.

He pauses, watching Lucrezia for a moment, before heading to a cupboard]

[heloise]

[ She turns at the sound, quickly falling quiet from slight fear. But she slowly stands up and eyes him warily. ]

Is that--? Has the castle been sieged?

[noblefive]

Not that I'm aware, miss.

[He's too busy rummaging through the cupboards to notice anything just yet.]

[heloise]

[ She pauses and considers his gear. ]

Could I help you--find something?

[noblefive]

Nah, I'm fine.

[He pulls out one of those big share bags of potato crisps, which, to Jorge, looks about normal sized, if a bit bigger.

He turns and removes his helmet with an audiable hiss, leaning against the counter.]

Thanks, though.

[heloise]

You are welcome.

[ Now she seems mesmerized by the helmet, cautiously moving closer and reaching out a hand to touch it. ]

[noblefive]

[Jorge lets her, casually munching away on the crisps, smiling slightly.]

Take it you've never seen something like that before?