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Eleven

There's nobody here to make weapons.

[Blunt, void of feeling, and crisp. She doesn't even drum her fingers on the counter beside the open book.]

Winry's gone too.

[One more dart.]

If you want to work here, there's room.

[As long as you leave her alone and don't ask about interviews.]

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[Those interested in purchasing her wares, picking up things they asked for, or unpleasant conversation with Raven the eternally grumpy, can find her in the smithy in the morning through midafternoon, and then in the cafe, trying and failing to sort out what she's supposed to do with an art club it pains her to attend.]

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Are you sure? [It already feels like imposing; the least the girl could do was choose the location she felt the most comfortable with.] I'd rather you'd feel comfortable, but if it really doesn't matter, then I hope you don't mind my choice.

[So many people have this problem, especially here but it was all over Sharance too, of not listening to her when she answers a question once, like if they keep asking they'll get a better answer. It comes up in the smithy whenever people ask how she is.]

It really doesn't matter.

... I see.

In that case, why don't we head over to the tea shop?

[If Raven gives her an indication of yes, then she will lead her in that direction.]

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[Since she has no issue with it, Raven nods, following Raine to the tea shop in silence.]

[When they reach the shop, Raine opens the door and allows Raven to step in.]

Would you prefer chairs, or kneeling?

[She has the feeling the answer would be something along the lines of her not having a preference, but it's courteous to ask.]

Chairs. [Looking at the setup of the room, 'kneeling' doesn't make a lot of sense. They're a bunch of tables with chairs. Raven takes one near to the door and sits down.]

[Good. Raine nods, following Raven toward the table.] I'll go put in our order. What would you like?

[Still feeling uncomfortable, Raven shifts her shoulders, considering her options. Tea, obviously. Hot chocolate? Coffee? To someone whose preferred drink is water, none of them are too impressive.]

Something not too sweet. [It's just shy of being a question.]

Hm... perhaps a green or an herbal tea might work? [Nothing sweet, but she doesn't want her companion to get stuck nursing something she doesn't quite want.]

That's fine. [This woman has so many questions.] Thanks.

You're welcome. I'll be right back.

[And off she goes to put in the request with one of the available workers before settling into the seat across from her.]

[Raven can't find a way to be comfortable in the chair. She tries with her hands in her lap, legs crossed, then leaning on her elbows on the table, then wrapped around herself, and by the time Raine gets back she has her arms crossed and her coat half-drawn up onto her lap. It's all very awkward.]

[Hm... well she seems fidgety.]

They'll bring our tea out in a few minutes. We can hang up our coats and get settled.

I'll keep my coat.

[While trying not to sound defiant. She likes her coat and it doesn't really make her too warm. And it has a fluffy collar trim.]

If you're sure. [She'll just put her own on the back of the chair then.] How is Kyle doing these days?

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