"Yeah, I'm not good at nicknames, but you clearly don't like this one so I'm obviously doing something right. That, and I don't remember your actual name. Don't bother telling me though, I'm not actually ever going to use it." Cute Nurse he has been, and Cute Nurse thus shall he ever be.
Penelope takes the box between her hands and slides it in front of her, immediately trying the lid to be sure it's still locked. It's pretty clear she's mildly relieved by the results-- not so much her designs, those could've eventually been replicated from memory or replaced by new ones, but the rest of the contents of that box, the more esoteric ones, were virtually priceless in Baedal, as most of them aren't available in the city to her knowledge, and she knows. She's looked.
That, and they could be extremely dangerous, in the wrong hands.
"Oh yeah," she says, letting out a deep, somewhat relieved breath. Her beer arrives, and she raises it in salute. "I know exactly what's in here. Never honestly thought I'd see it again."
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Penelope takes the box between her hands and slides it in front of her, immediately trying the lid to be sure it's still locked. It's pretty clear she's mildly relieved by the results-- not so much her designs, those could've eventually been replicated from memory or replaced by new ones, but the rest of the contents of that box, the more esoteric ones, were virtually priceless in Baedal, as most of them aren't available in the city to her knowledge, and she knows. She's looked.
That, and they could be extremely dangerous, in the wrong hands.
"Oh yeah," she says, letting out a deep, somewhat relieved breath. Her beer arrives, and she raises it in salute. "I know exactly what's in here. Never honestly thought I'd see it again."