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Dimnersti simply nodded his head quietly as she explained how she'd become a slave. it wasn't a terribly unique story. Many of the slaves held by vystichi houses held similar stories, not that he'd ever bothered to ask them about it, for as much as he'd been a simple tool himself, he was a vystichi and above them. A mistake in afterthought, to simply disregard potential resources like that.
"If your overwilling to neglect the stigma of my race I'd be quite happy to spend two brightenings on the road with so lovely a young lady. Though I will admit beyond helping you find your way, I wont be of much help in nexus itself, I'v found the citezens arn't entirely accepting of the so called 'darker' races." he responded in a pleasent tone, the slight flirtation sliding in almost reflexivly in response to her very slight indication of intrest. Though dimnersti had a soft spot for young women, it was not a blind spot after all.
It was actualy fairly fortuatous that she'd asked, he was needing to head to nexus once again in order to do some simple buisness, not to mention restock his own simple suplies. though he wasn't about to mention this to the elven adolescent, it didn't seem as 'grand' a gesture if you admited that you were doing it for any reason beyond to simply help them, and while he didn't have any imediate desire to seduce the young woman, it didn't mean he wasn't going to ignore the posability entirely, it just wasn't in his nature.
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