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[Stephen winces involuntarily at the mention of pounding one's hand flat. He cradles the bundle in one palm and picks it open with the other hand, careful because he doesn't know that the beads he can feel moving around are all attached until he finishes and actually sees them.]

It's....

[It's not quite what he needs, but it's something that could scratch the itch without the risk of losing real pills because he keeps opening the bottles to get at them.]

Thank you. This must have been hard to come by.

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[Rhys laughs quietly.]

Yeah, I sacrificed a little jewelry for it, but it's cool. I figured I can always get more bracelets, but this helps you right now. So, you know. Every little bit.

[It's not perfect, but he tried.]

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[Can he get more bracelets, though? The town is dying around them. Even things like beads are becoming scarce.]

Why?

[He turns his eyes to meet Rhys's, looking troubled.]

Why would you go to this much trouble for me? Give me your jewelry?

[sleight_of_fate]

[Rhys considers for a moment, tail lashing in thought.]

Because they might do you some good, and even though I don't always like you, you generally seem to try and do your best for the people here...that means a lot. To me, they're just bracelets, with my magic gone. They can actually do you some good.

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[It's oddly reassuring, in a way, to be told that Rhys doesn't always like him. That's what he expects from the man, not this.]

...Thank you.

[sleight_of_fate]

[Rhys isn't always reliable, or pleasant, or any of a lot of things, but in general, he can be relied on to be both honest, and practical. It's just taken him some time to get around to knowing exactly how he feels about Stephen.]

No problem. Good karma, you know? Anyway, they should be pretty sturdy, just don't try hanging from them or anything.

And don't make your cloak jealous.

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[Stephen gives him a look.]

Going to warn me they're a choking hazard next?

[There's no venom in his bite, though.]