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I.... um... I'm not sure." FitzDutiful was flustered when the conversation question was turned back upon himself. Did he need help? "Maybe I do..." he ventured before pausing for a moment.

How to phrase this. He wanted to be sure and self confident with his words but there really was no way to ask the question and give that impression. So it was with a deep breath that he asked his better what she thought of his personal situation.

"I'm unsure of which skill to develop. I like the idea of both Counsellor and Chronicler but, to be honest, I don't really understand what is involved with either or which, if either, I have a chance of obtaining." Suddenly it was easier to look at the floor, was there something interesting to look at by his toe?