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Fantasy POV: the rogue stealing from you is built like a tank!

She nodded softly and after a moment of buffering she just slapped her forehead with a giggle, making a gesture for him to come as she pulled him back inside to the hallway.
 
he followed, curious as to what the attic was like
 
"ohhhh! it's neat up here!" he said, looking around, crouching down slightly just in case
 
"war.... wait, when was the last war again? I did kinda come here fairly recently" he asked, looking at her curiously
 
She looked away, thinking for a while. 'I don't remember.' she signed gently, 'I'm sure it's in a book somewhere but it was either much before I was born..or ended when I was born.' she signed.
 
"hm.... wait- how old are you..?" he asked quickly
 
'60? 50? older?' she signed, 'I'd be almost 30 to humans but I was never taught the conversions...' she signed with a little giggle, not realizing how bad it was to not even remember how long she had been alive.
 
"hmmm.. what exactly are you?" he asked, very obviously a tiefling
 
he nodded, "okay. "you'd probably be around 25." he knew age conversions, but not how to read? silly guy
 
"yeah. that's fair. should probably ask your dad." he said thoughtfully. "I think i'm a little older than you, maybe..."
 
"oh." he followed after her once she was already down and off of the ladder
 
"oh. yeah that makes sense. sorry" he laughed
 
“Oh-… I assumed she was dead… my bad.” He admitted
 
She glanced at him a little and furrowed a brow before she looked back outside. She of course didn’t even want to answer that question and headed towards the front door.
 

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