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Ayyye, 700th to you

She seemed eager to join, and he found himself feeling something similar for her; to have another like himself around, someone that spoke his language, was almost too good to be true. “I can see to it about you joining,” he told her, confident that there was a place for her. Although he wished to accept her right there on the spot, he knew that he had to take things slowly. Wanting everything to go as smoothly as possible, he reminded himself that it was necessary to follow the book.

“What skills can you offer?” he asked, wanting to be fully prepared prior to making any final decisions. For any questions that might be asked about why he had accepted her, he wanted to be ready with an answer.