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[at first, the picture is blurry and out of focus, but it slowly focuses in on what may be familiar surroundings to people who have been here a while, the sewing shop.

a fine layer of dust is on the surroundings, but then the picture swivels abruptly to focus on Margaery's face]

Look at all of this! [she gestures, meaning to encompas the entire sewing shop] There are enough supplies to sew entire dresses, except for the fabric. Does anyone know where I might aquire the fabric? Please let me know. I'd love to get started as soon as I can.

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[ How humble, how kind. Absolutely befitting of royalty! Malkus hyperventilated, fanning his mask to calm himself down. Eventually he'd resume his normal posture; slouched and looming like a wilting scarecrow. ]

I-It's just difficult to think, hard to believe, that someone like you would ever stoop to producing a garment for me. But yes! Manti- er manticore? Manticore? The hides of a large beast I'd found slain in the caves.

[ Malkus gestured, spreading his arms wide to emphasize how much he'd managed to harvest from such a monstrous body. ]

So much stuff in those caves, that people just leave wherever it may drop! But this monster seemed stitched together by the hands of the devil himself! I imagine it'd be interesting to work with. A "neat" story, I think.

[she smiles at him and waits for him to recover]

Well, I do need something to do with myself while I'm here. Since I can sew, I might as well do that. Besides, I'm making a few dresses for myself, too. The selection in the shops just isn't--suitable.

[she assumes that's how much hide she'll have to work with. it should be plenty]

You go into the caves? I could never do that. I'm helpless when it comes to defending myself.

I do wish I could make fabric. Of all the eccentric hobbies I'd learned from my mentor, I'm afraid looms are just out of my reach. Dyes I can crush up and pigments I can produce.

[ He certainly preferred thicker leathers and such to fabric anyway. Much easier to clean and wipe viscera off of. In regards to her second question, he puffed up. Malkus swelled his chest, which didn't do much to chance his gangly appearance. ]

It takes some courage, but luckily I'm quite tough! L-Looks can be deceiving, but never you worry about those beasts! I've slain quite a few monsters!

[ Mostly those little dancing mushroom creatures... Malkus left the proper fighting to whoever he'd go into the caves with. He was more of a scientist, but he'd take this opportunity to showboat. ]

I was never any good at weaving, either. All those strings to keep in order! But it would be very useful to be able to create dyes and pigments.

[that's the total opposite from Margaery, who prefers silks to leather. leather is for the North, where they need the extra warmth. and she's gotten used to his appearance by now]

That's very good of you. Those of us who cannot fight should be grateful.

[dancing mushroom creatures still count]

Oh it's nothing, really! Not nothing- it's actually... actually terrifying but- I digress. In the absence of cows and whatnot, we adapt. Monster hide 'n that sort of thing.

[ Malkus adjusted his mask, tugging at the straps to line his lens back up with his eyes. He seemed to preen quite often for a muck covered plague doctor. Especially one who'd spent decades in a wasteland with only his flock for company. ]

The Guard protect much more than I, but I like to think I do well enough. Emotional mischief aside, you are safe in Hadriel.

Oooh. Yes, I suppose we don't have a ready source of cow hide to use. One must make do.

[it's okay, Margaery preens a lot for a former queen trapped in a mudercave]

I'm glad. I don't have any real means of self-defense. Ladies weren't expected to know such things in Westeros.

Aaaah. I knew some ladies who would have words about such things at home. Not that it matters now, since everything has been immersed in blight 'n sent to oblivion.

[ Malkus tripped over his words at the end, feeling a bit ashamed at how casually he'd speak of his home being plagued. ]

Hard to defend against emotional twisting, unfortunately. But I have heard that a strong will can do much to lessen their pull! Don't need weapon skill for that, I don't think! Just a strong mind.

[ In other words, Malkus was doomed to get wrapped up in every emotional event. ]

Oh? In your world, ladies are allowed to fight? But, a blight? That sounds terribly unpleasant.

[well, Margaery is assuming a blight on crops]

Well, if there's one thing I've always prided myself on, it's my mind. Not to sound like I'm bragging, but I've always been clever.

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