The Fairest nodded, she didn’t ask anything further since the Gargoyle said personal reasons. “Oh, I see.”
When he began describing his current state, the Dancer had a quick reaction. “Really?” L’aire’s head slightly popped back a little bewildered. “I would think you could would be good at security, night watchman or something of that caliber.” He seemed like the sort, but maybe the Lurkglider has other reasons. “If you need identification assistance, I know someone who could help.” She said gently.
Shaking her head, long dresses moved back and forth on the Fairest’s shoulders. “No, you’re not squawking. I don’t mind listening.” While Gregory processed that, L’aire decided to answer his other inquiry. “It’s a mixture of dance, acrobatics, contortion, and art. It’s quite the spectacle if you were to watch it. There are some performances on DVD now.” The Fairest wasn’t sure if her own performances were out for the public or not. So many times, they were recorded there, she really didn’t know.
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