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Kyros approaches, he towers over Asheal. As his engine reaches a quiet hum.
"Kyros?? That you?" Is this my bodyguard? A joke?? He smells okay though.
Kyros crane swivels to unload a bouquet of lavender, its Besco supermarket tag removed. It comes with a small pile of dirt.
Kyros smiles sheepishly as Asheal inspects the bouquet, comprehending the oddness of the situation. Throwing reasons to the wall to process the situation.
Is this it? A gift? Is he flirting with me? No, it can't be! A partnership? Who set this up?
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