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Turtle & Canary, Sunday

No more Wild West for Fandom, Dolf supposed. He didn't exactly mind very much - he'd never been that interested in cowboys (he preferred knights) and the spiders hadn't really made the situation any better.

Still, it was a bit warm here (again) and so far, Dolf had been unable to discern which old city they were at. He certainly didn't recognise any landmarks from his history books, no matter how much he tried. Which was often: today, he was probably spending more time right outside the shop, staring up at the city's skyline, than he did inside behind the counter.

Which was only partly about avoiding the panda.

... Mostly.

... Okay, he was avoiding the panda. Hush.

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Don't deal with the dude.

Deal with the dude.

Although Jane had roundly rejected the idea of going to work in the shop yesterday when she opened the door and saw big metal spiders traipsing around, she still felt a bit bad about the whole thing. So upon discovering that they were no longer much of a threat, she came on over to check up on the place, especially since she doubted Mr. Kyōraku would do the same.

And, besides, if she checked in on the place, she wouldn't feel nearly as bad about spending the rest of her day looking into their fascinating new location.

"Good day, Mr. Wega," she greeted the boy with a nod of her head before taking a subtle glance about her. "I trust everything with the shop is in tact?"

"Nothing has broken," Dolf agreed, though he hadn't really been close enough to the back of the shop today to check it. "Not even an egg. It's miraculous." That was the right word, right?

"I suspect," said Jane, pleasantly surprised by this news, "that Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon must have done a fine job of keeping anything untoward off the premise."

She was tempted to suggest that perhaps the panda had been useful, as well, but she doubted that, unless the spiders tried to carry off some sort of cheese that he would deem unworthy.

"I'm a bit concerned about the SquishyBot, though," she admitted. Perhaps she had been in far too many situation where peeking into something organic had revealed a festering platoon of spiders, but her brain seemed to make the connection that a piece of equipment might be just as susceptible to metal vermin. "Has it been running efficiently?"

Dolf opened his mind to say that had been operating fine, but honestly, that would be lying. Not so much about the operating, but... "I haven't been back there," he admitted. "So I don't actually know. The panda was..."

He made a vague gesture to suggest that the panda was. What in particular? Why, it was the panda - Jane knew what it was capable of was-ing better than he did.

Even a primatologist like Jane needed a second of frowning and considering to interpret Dolf's particular gestures, and, with the wide eyes that followed, she had probably completely misinterpreted it, but was thankfully too much of a lady to elaborate.

"Oh," she said with a voice heavy with knowledge. "I...see. Well, I know I'd be absolutely rubbish in checking it, anyway, so I suspect Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon would have seen to it if there was anything wrong. That's good. I mostly just wanted to check in; I would have felt just awful if I'd found out that the spiders had managed to take over the place in my absence yesterday, but, really, even if I was here and they'd tried to take over, I don't know if I'd do much in the way of keeping them out..."

"If they tried, it was probably very late," Dolf said, trying to sound reassuring. "Nothing has been touched and it looks like the spiders left in the night. Or the island shook them off."

He could have expanded on the panda thing, but saying 'cheese' in conjunction with those gestures... would probably really give off the wrong idea.

[[ *pretend I said mouth up there, not mind. wtf, me. ]]

Jane's head shook a little, but it was more of an awed response than anything else. "Fascinating, isn't it, how the island itself seems as sentient as the inhabitants on it? Because the fact of the matter is, I think you are quite right, Mr. Wega. I can't imagine the island standing for such abominations on her back for too long at all."

He shrugged a little bit. "They say it's a machine, not a person," he said. But he still had vestiges of medieval superstition knocking around his brain, so: "I am not so sure."

"Oh, a machine!" Jane mused with a certain bit of amusement as she considered this option. "Yes. Yes, I can see that being quite a possibility, as well, but it would have to be a very clever machine. I would find it quite difficult to accept that there's not something sentient involved in this whole matter."

I've spent most of today watching Spanish teen soap operas for my Spanish class. My life is so hard.

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