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"Oh! Well, I don't mind sticking around if you'd like some company," Axle said at once. "I think Noah mentioned going out flying with Chaital, Nel, and Soot in a bit, so he's going to be fairly occupied. If you've got some spare parchment and a quill, Pumpkin and I can work on a few business ideas of our own while you carry out your duties."
Noah's eyes went wide, and he held a hand over his mouth. "He was shirtless in front of her? Damn!" He chuckled and shrugged. "We're both pretty, uh . . . well muscled. Sure, we own a huge business. But it's saddles and leather. And the saddles are huge. Someone's gotta carry those things back and forth, you know." He leaned forward on Chaital, laying on his belly to get more used to her movements. "Plus, I run all over the place and get into trouble. That in itself is a good without."
Noah's eyes went wide, and he held a hand over his mouth. "He was shirtless in front of her? Damn!" He chuckled and shrugged. "We're both pretty, uh . . . well muscled. Sure, we own a huge business. But it's saddles and leather. And the saddles are huge. Someone's gotta carry those things back and forth, you know." He leaned forward on Chaital, laying on his belly to get more used to her movements. "Plus, I run all over the place and get into trouble. That in itself is a good without."