Hushed Willows furnace

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Buchanan offered a cheeky twitch of his lips upwards when she agreed that the songbird's corpse, in pristine condition, was worth some points. Like his smaller companion, the assassin wasn't all to clear on what points he'd been earning, and brushed it off with the consideration that such was the point. It was a saying he'd heard during one point in his life, at least, and that had seemed like a good place to use it. She thanked him again for the gift and the dark wraith offered her a sage nod of his head, his cheeky smirk smoothing into a warm smile — just for her. “You're welcome.” He offered with a slight cant to his head as he studied her with unbidden curiosity in his mercurial gaze once more.