[ Interesting, so there is hope for him to one day acquire a bigger piece of property. While he does not think he needs anything as big as Whitestone Castle, it would be nice to have some more space. He doesn't mind the coziness of his current home, but he can foresee it getting a bit stifling the longer he's stuck here. ]
Well, I think you did a marvelous job with it. Enough to have me coming back in the future, that much is for certain.
[ The thought of Molly coming to visit, even just to keep him company, is a nice one. And hearing that Molly also used to be somewhat of a mercenary was amusing to Percy. Of course he was. ]
Oh yes, I used to dabble in that as well. I suppose tinkering is a bit more in demand, but even so. [ He shrugs and turns his gaze towards the section of the tent devoted to tarot readings. As stubbornly lacking superstitions as he claimed to be, he is rather interested in finding out what Molly's reading would be for him. ]
How does it work, the tarot card readings? How well do you need to know someone before you can get an accurate reading for them? [ That has always been the part that puzzled him about so-called fortune tellers. Despite talking to literal gods and wielding a bit of magic himself, he cannot fathom that there might actually be something to tarot cards beyond just molding the interpretations to suit the person one is reading for. ]
Well, I would definitely not want you to lose this one. Especially if it holds sentimental value to you. [ When Molly returns with the glass of wine, Percy sets the scimitar aside for now and takes the glass in hand. He is caught by surprise when Molly gets serious, and wears a look of pleasant surprise, his heart feeling like it wants to simultaneously slow down and speed up. ]
Please, you are welcome any time. And...I would appreciate that, greatly. I am quite limited in what I can build at the moment, so it would be nice to have a solid supply of materials once again. [ He takes a sip of the wine, letting out a soft noise of pleased satisfaction. It's a good wine, and paired with such good company. ]
I didn't forget about my gun, by the way. I did bring it, as promised. [ He sets aside his glass for the moment so he can unholster Animus and place it carefully on the table next to Molly's scimitar for his inspection. ]
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Well, I think you did a marvelous job with it. Enough to have me coming back in the future, that much is for certain.
[ The thought of Molly coming to visit, even just to keep him company, is a nice one. And hearing that Molly also used to be somewhat of a mercenary was amusing to Percy. Of course he was. ]
Oh yes, I used to dabble in that as well. I suppose tinkering is a bit more in demand, but even so. [ He shrugs and turns his gaze towards the section of the tent devoted to tarot readings. As stubbornly lacking superstitions as he claimed to be, he is rather interested in finding out what Molly's reading would be for him. ]
How does it work, the tarot card readings? How well do you need to know someone before you can get an accurate reading for them? [ That has always been the part that puzzled him about so-called fortune tellers. Despite talking to literal gods and wielding a bit of magic himself, he cannot fathom that there might actually be something to tarot cards beyond just molding the interpretations to suit the person one is reading for. ]
Well, I would definitely not want you to lose this one. Especially if it holds sentimental value to you. [ When Molly returns with the glass of wine, Percy sets the scimitar aside for now and takes the glass in hand. He is caught by surprise when Molly gets serious, and wears a look of pleasant surprise, his heart feeling like it wants to simultaneously slow down and speed up. ]
Please, you are welcome any time. And...I would appreciate that, greatly. I am quite limited in what I can build at the moment, so it would be nice to have a solid supply of materials once again. [ He takes a sip of the wine, letting out a soft noise of pleased satisfaction. It's a good wine, and paired with such good company. ]
I didn't forget about my gun, by the way. I did bring it, as promised. [ He sets aside his glass for the moment so he can unholster Animus and place it carefully on the table next to Molly's scimitar for his inspection. ]