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[13thcommander]

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[13thcommander]

Some of the aristocrats back home had trained falcons they used for hunting. They never seemed very happy with their lot in life. It's good that Owl has more autonomy.

[Erwin Smith: animal rights activist.]

I'd imagine not? The boy could use a little more happiness in his life these days.

What's the cost of this wham-o-bird? I can pick one up on my way home from work.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

It costs more than what he's got, that's for sure.

[She wasn't close enough to actually count how much Falco had saved up, but judging from his reaction, it wasn't meant to be.]

But you're right. He deserves a little happiness every now and then... we all do.

[She digs into her pockets, scrounging for - aha, a small number of bills. Not enough, probably. But a decent chunk of it. She sets them out on the table.]

Here. This'll help.

[13thcommander]

Thank you.

[Erwin doesn't need to take Cassandra's money, but he knows her pride will be hurt if he refuses it. He makes a mental note to pick up groceries on the way home as well, so she doesn't have to.]

Is there anything else you need, while I'm in town?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

I'm pretty sure I've got everything I need here.

[She's not one to complain either.]

Ah... But, if you can get some bird seed? For Owl, I mean.