Very well. I expect to have your undivided attention.
[He moves over to sit on a stool in front of Gale, grabbing a bottle of oil—different oil from the last time—and a blade. A bit of the oil goes into his hands and he starts to rub his hands together to warm it as much as he can without much body heat to speak of.]
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[He moves over to sit on a stool in front of Gale, grabbing a bottle of oil—different oil from the last time—and a blade. A bit of the oil goes into his hands and he starts to rub his hands together to warm it as much as he can without much body heat to speak of.]