[His eyes widen for a moment, before he covers his surprise with a lop-sided smile and a chuckle.] Could be bigger. [But hang on,] Did you? Fight monsters on them?
[On the presser foot goes. He winds the wheel at the side, watching it move up and down, making sure it works again. He can't help but smile at his work.]
Fought a raging Nergigante on one. An Elder Dragon covered in spikes that grow as fast as you knock 'em off. Aggressive, angry, avaricious. Not something you want to fight even on solid ground.
You've got that sorted. [The sewing machine.] I'd be most humbled if you would pay me the kindness of performing introductions, Monsieur dragon slayer Pom.
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[On the presser foot goes. He winds the wheel at the side, watching it move up and down, making sure it works again. He can't help but smile at his work.]
Fought a raging Nergigante on one. An Elder Dragon covered in spikes that grow as fast as you knock 'em off. Aggressive, angry, avaricious. Not something you want to fight even on solid ground.
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[Which is Pom for "Ask more nicely." He's not above doing favors if they don't make him question his own moral scruples.]
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