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ThirdEmperor
Temple of the Thousand Faces
"A-heh." The man chuckles at Merideth's feigned snootiness, but when that passes, it leaves an uncomfortable silence on his part while the other's talk. He glances up at the temple, scratching the back of his neck.
"So, the shipping business, huh. This place?" He shrugs. "I, well, I guess that's something I could, uh, help with. Y'know, because I'm.. in the shipping business, as well?" Heeey random strangers wanting him to join in on an iffy job he knows nothing about. Why's he agreeing to this? "What would we be shipping, here?"