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[thirtybits]

It's starting to get cold. I heard the power was out for a long time last winter, so I'm trying to make things like gloves and scarves. If anyone in particular wants some, please let me know. Also, if there's anyone who could make cloaks or something else like that, it would be a good idea to do that.

I might as well say it now too, November 30th is Saint Andrew's Day, and I'd like to try to observe it. Assuming nothing prevents it from happening, I'll be preparing a feast on floor 25 on that day. Everyone's welcome to it.

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[monstrueux]

I am not sure! As a nobleman I did not prepare meals! What do you require of me?

[thirtybits]

Oh, right. Let's see, then. Maybe you could bring dishes and tables and things up?

[monstrueux]

I will carry any object you like. I have inhuman strength.

[What a comforting thought!]

[thirtybits]

Oh, perfect! I thought you must be strong, considering your size.

[monstrueux]

Yes, I am large, aren't I? You are rather small and slender, much prettier than I'd imagined!

[thirtybits]

...Prettier?

[He's not sure how to take that.]

I've never really eaten or slept much, I guess that's not so good for growth...

[monstrueux]

Yes, you're very lovely!

[Gilles means this as an earnest compliment.]

So youthful and pale. It suits you.

[thirtybits]

Um...thank you. I come by it honestly...

[He was always more or less this way, but...Hell would certainly help to further it. He still isn't sure how to feel about such a compliment though.]

It definitely isn't what people expect of me though...