[center][h1][color=coral]Asher[/color][/h1][/center]

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Asher was well on his way of tuning out most of whatever drivel was coming out of her mouth. If he didn’t, this mission would more than likely turn into even more of a slog than he was starting to anticipate it was to be. He doubted the little robot could go rebel, seeing how happy and willing it seemed to want to make things like it was designed too. [color=coral][i]Granted, I don’t know exactly how such a thing even works…[/i][/color] He sighed a little as she started her whole antagonistic spiel with Kaden. 

It quieted down a bit as Kaden started asking the ANP questions about the job. Which was only interrupted once again as Lavinia suddenly shoves one of the pastries the ANP made for her into his hand. His eyes furrow as he looks between Lavinia and his supposed ‘reward’. He made no motion to eat it, instead taking the chance to casually chuck it over his shoulder when the topic of paying way for transportation to Abeneraaa Harbor came up and Lavinia was (once again) acting smug over nothing towards Kaden. 

[color=coral]“Yeah,”[/color] Asher speaks up. [color=coral]“I have money for my own ticket. I do enough business on the side repairing and selling various tools, weapons and armor down at the blacksmith down the road.”[/color] Asher lets a bit of pride flow through him and into his voice as he says this. His eyes then flick over to Lavinia. [color=coral]“So your… [i]generosity[/i], will not be necessary.”[/color]