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Devlin was discontent with his pay but hardly breathed a word to the hand that fed them. Thallius was equally as quiet, but wasn't eager to press himself at such work for such pay again. The two put the crowns away to pay for another meal they would surely need, and then made their way in the direction of the boarhouse in order to converse amongst themselves.
The two were back in the boarhouse for the evening and simply relaxed there, Devlin paying careful attention in hopes of catching some interesting gossip. Thallius rested against his chair half asleep as his companion did his usual routine, his awareness reaching all about him but fading all the same.
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