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He marked a small, scrawny, leafless bush as she considered his proposition, and to his surprise, she seemed inclined to allow such a strange plan to be given a chance. In her, he had invested a great fondness, and he saw her agreement as a sign that perhaps she was beginning to warm to him as well. "Pluck every single feather from it if you want before you bury it alive," He said, with a shrug. It didn't bother him at all that she was both capable of things, and experienced in the trade. "It gets one chance to work. S'it." He said, sternly, in agreement.