[ believe it or not, despite these clothes, dextera is from... the 21st century. all of this is rather rustic to him, actually, so he's completely unfamiliar with most of the skills that this town practically begs them to have.
aluminum, needless to say, is perfectly familiar to him, so he nods along with damian's queries. there's hay around the town, he knows, if he can borrow some from all the people who have to feed their horses—it has color, too, which is a lucky thing even if it's not strictly necessary for thing that the chickens are just going to be scratching along.
so he guides damian into the house, extremely trusting, and pulls down some empty cans that probably once contained some unfortunate food. there are no pipes around, or buckets going unused, but cans? they got plenty. ]
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aluminum, needless to say, is perfectly familiar to him, so he nods along with damian's queries. there's hay around the town, he knows, if he can borrow some from all the people who have to feed their horses—it has color, too, which is a lucky thing even if it's not strictly necessary for thing that the chickens are just going to be scratching along.
so he guides damian into the house, extremely trusting, and pulls down some empty cans that probably once contained some unfortunate food. there are no pipes around, or buckets going unused, but cans? they got plenty. ]
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