[She squats down and uses her fingers to pluck five long strands of her hair.]
Ow. Ow. Ow. Ouch. OW, felt that one.
[And she delicately hands out each strand one by one to them.]
There you go. Thank you for last month. Keep up the good work.
[There's a pause and she thoughtfully plucks out another hair and holds it out to a crow who gracefully takes it with its beak.]
He's probably around right? Either way, send him a message. I'm dealing with him. [Gestures towards Booker.] He's not from around here and I don't have the skills to travel like he does. I need advice. Preferably by tomorrow.
[The crow that received the sixth hair nods and then one by one, with their payment in their grasp, the birds all fly away. Amelia stands up, dusting herself off and faces Booker.]
Anyways. A witch. Crows, witches, they kinda go way back.
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[She squats down and uses her fingers to pluck five long strands of her hair.]
Ow. Ow. Ow. Ouch. OW, felt that one.
[And she delicately hands out each strand one by one to them.]
There you go. Thank you for last month. Keep up the good work.
[There's a pause and she thoughtfully plucks out another hair and holds it out to a crow who gracefully takes it with its beak.]
He's probably around right? Either way, send him a message. I'm dealing with him. [Gestures towards Booker.] He's not from around here and I don't have the skills to travel like he does. I need advice. Preferably by tomorrow.
[The crow that received the sixth hair nods and then one by one, with their payment in their grasp, the birds all fly away. Amelia stands up, dusting herself off and faces Booker.]
Anyways. A witch. Crows, witches, they kinda go way back.
[this isn't very helpful at all]