[Palamedes nods, his own expression serious and thoughtful as he listens to her explanation, carefully committing it all to memory. While his memories are hazy regarding his life before Wellstone, he has already discovered that he has quite the natural talent for remembering anything that has happened to him since arriving here, and is finding it to be a rather useful skill. Two mainsprings wound every twenty-four hours. Static electricity. Keys.
He speaks with a businesslike cheerfulness that he hopes will help allay the girl’s obvious concern.] Well, we won’t be letting that happen. Now, where is the opening for the key? [Examining her closely enough to figure it out for himself just doesn’t seem Polite, you know?]
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He speaks with a businesslike cheerfulness that he hopes will help allay the girl’s obvious concern.] Well, we won’t be letting that happen. Now, where is the opening for the key? [Examining her closely enough to figure it out for himself just doesn’t seem Polite, you know?]