Rufus Catch-All

[misstrust]

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[soulus]

. . . Gold is money.

[misstrust]

Yes, I know.

[ But at the same time, he doesn't appear to be as content about it as she would have thought. ]

[soulus]

I enjoy counting it.

[misstrust]

... Well, I can't deny that there's something calming about it.

[soulus]

Yes. While we're here, I'll just have to keep counting between exchanges.

[misstrust]

That's fair. Was it enough to keep you busy counting for a while?

[ Look. Dorothy was... unconscious. She has no idea everything that was in that chest. ]

[soulus]

. . . I haven't finished.

[misstrust]

... [ A low whistle. ]

Shall I let you return to it?

[soulus]

[He sits there for a moment, seeming to weigh his options before he pockets the coin and slides out of the stool.]

I will apprise you of any developments later.

[misstrust]

I understand. Until then, Rufus.

[ Good talk. ]