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[baetiful]

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[wizzardly]

Har har. No. I suppose they're saving the biting for when they're in-patients. [he's still just as mouthy, apparently, and somewhat less anxious.]

Although maybe then I couldn't stumble into as much trouble. Harder to unlock doors and remove magical what-nots from people without fingers. Also harder to eat a sandwich though, there's the downside.

[baetiful]

[ Whoa. Whoa. Remove doors and remove magical what-nots from people? It all clicks now. That is what he did to Miles. It's too little too late for any of it to matter. But having this knowledge in his arsenal is good for any number of unforeseen incidents. ]

At least you can look on the bright side of a finger less existence. That's a step in the right direction. But I have to wonder, how many houses have you accidentally broken into this week alone?

[wizzardly]

[judging by the time between texts, this takes a moment to figure out.]

Three. I think.
One was a women's shoe store so it doesn't count.

[baetiful]

It counts more because there's security footage, Rincewind! We don't want to risk your ability going public. Which shoe store was it? I should be able to do something about this.

[wizzardly]

Oh sodding hell, I always forget about those things.
I thing it was Well Heeled, in Heropa. You can take care of it?

[baetiful]

Of course I can. All it will take is a little positive persuasion, and then you will have nothing to worry about. Well, not this. I'm sure you'll be worrying about plenty of other things in the meantime.

[ He is SUCH a good friend!!! ]

[wizzardly]

there's always something.

[typed in the manner of a man who doesn't realize the lights in the tunnel are an oncoming train.]

But thanks. have a good night, Dr. Chilton.

[baetiful]

And you as well. Do try not to get yourself into any more predicaments this evening, Rincewind.