[Inside the can is a conglomerate of smaller seafood: clams, tiny crabs, worms, and a few tiny fish. He stands back up and offers the now open can to Dave. It was Dave’s pet. Did he want to do the honors?] Not exactly.
[He watches Dave tip the can over to pour the contents out into the tank. They'll live happy and peaceful right up until Nauti Buoy makes fish food out of them.] What? [His eyes glance at Dave.]
Damian's face doesn't do too much in terms of changing, but there's a glint of recognition that comes to his eyes. Or familiarity? Hm. Someone else is a fan of swords...] Do you have your sword here?
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But I’ve had the training.
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[ he reaches over to take the can, though, and will
sprinkle some of this in the water...eat well, nauti buoy ]
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You've been trained as a ninja?
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[ flashstep exists. ]
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Damian's face doesn't do too much in terms of changing, but there's a glint of recognition that comes to his eyes. Or familiarity? Hm. Someone else is a fan of swords...] Do you have your sword here?
Show me.