#deadlylockpicks

He feigned an insulted expression. “Did you think it would fall?” he asked with a short gasp. “I’m a little more than capable of keeping it from crumbling, lass,” he added with a smirk. “So, what brings you back to the city? You get bored out there? Can’t imagined life outside the guild is much fun.”

Brynjolf looked down at the fair-haired woman and unfolded his right arm from his chest. “Oh, sure, lass,” he replied. “You want me to pretend you didn’t leave us without a guild master, eh?” He snark was replaced by a genuine smile. “It’s nice to see you again, Bri.”

Bo. Halldis doesn’t quite understand how one person can know so many jokes/puns/stories, but she’s kind of glad that he does. It may take a moment before a pun will click in her head, but she always laughs. Partly because Bo tends to be very animated when he tells his jokes and stories, so his gestures and facial expressions tend to be as entertaining as whatever he’s telling her.