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     “Oh– There’s a market goin’ on… There’s a stall I usually       go to, sells… Uh… Witchy stuff… ‘s kinda silly, but I enjoy it.”

     Honestly, Matthaus could be just like a child if he wanted, and it wasn’t like he was doing anything --- plus she had grabbed his interest... “Would et be rude for me to just invite myself along?”

     “B-but hey! We’re both studyin’ engineerin’!       I’m studyin’ mechanical engineerin’, though.”

     “So uh... what were you going out for again?”

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     “Christ… I’ll admit, ‘s a bit unnervin’, b-but I ain’t gonna        kick up a fuss…” Surprisingly enough, she’s relatively calm despite the fact that this stranger has a dismembered hand in his possession. Sheila’s interests are quirky, sure, but not as quirky as carrying a hand around.      “… Can I ask why?”

     He snorts again and shrugs vaguely.      “I study in bio engineering. Et’s not as creepy as you think... I’m not some sick cop.”

     “What– like… Taxidermy?”

     “Why? Freaked jou a little, eh?”

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     “Uhm… Th’ next one, I think– yeah, that’s the one.” There was still some time before the transport would arrive at her stop, so whilst she’s happy to remain comfortable in her seat, she’s embarrassed that she may be intruding on this stranger’s trip.      “Hey uh, feel free t’tell me t’ b-bugger off, yeah?”

     Clearing his throat, he lowers his voice a little.      “If I really wanted rid of jou, I’d just pull out the disembodied hand from work that’s in my bag.”

     “Ah– there’s– there’s a market on today, gonna go have a look.”

     “Oh... cool, I guess...”           God, I could do with a cig right now.      “Which stop? I don’t really pay attention to what goes on around the area so... next one? One after that?”

     “Where’re you headed?”

     “I dunno, like most people do when they’re outside en public. Yeah? So what about jou... out to talk to random, pissy strangers?”

     “You kinda walked straight into that one, huh?”

     “... Um. Yeah, I did, but at least I’m self aware. Find et funny? As I have never had anyone smile at me on a first meeting, let alone a first conversation.”