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[b]//Central Village[/b]
[sub][@Xaltwind][/sub]

[b]"Yeah, but don't worry about it,"[/b] MacKinnon replied, as if the blacksmith-without-tools was of no concern to her. [b]"He's probably mostly angry because he's hungry, so once he's gotten something in his stomach, he won't be grumbling so much."[/b]

Entirely unsupported claims, but delivered with utmost confidence. That was the treasure hunter's approach to everything, truly. As if by saying something with enough conviction, she could make it into a real thing. She patted Wilma roughly on the head, more messing up her hair than anything, before scooping her up and out of the wagon.

[b]"And I'm pretty strong too, you see?"[/b] Another bold proclamation, but one that, in the eyes of a child at least, could be backed up with how high MacKinnon lifted Wilma up into the air. [b]"If he causes any trouble at the soup group, I'll lift him up just like this, and then..."[/b]

She began to spin Wilma overhead, like an amusement park ride in a world that had none.