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[juryrigs]

Even if it is his first time there, it doesn't look like he's all too bothered by it. He looked like he was sort of expecting to find himself in a place like this. But given who he is and what his job is, to say he's adaptable is a bit of an understatement.

He's sat on a bench in the plaza making little sculptures out of paperclips. There is a box of paperclips with him so he is in no danger of running out soon. There's a few on the bench beside him. Right then he's using the pliers on a well used and loved swiss army knife to bend the paperclip in a particularly intricate curve.

If you ask him he might even make you one.

"What's the biggest lie your parents have ever told you?"

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[chiaro_oscuro]

A young man with dark clothes and black hair examines one of the sculptures curiously, then turns to the stranger. "Is hiding information from you a form of lying? I think my parents were trying to protect me with what they did, but it didn't work."

Ben has an eye for good artistry and craftsmanship, more than might be expected. He rummages in his pocket for some money - he's contributed to the Nexus economy before. He draws out a small bag, tossing it up and catching it in an instant.

"That's good work. Can I have one? I'd pay a fair trade."

[juryrigs]

Well Mac likes making them, they are he supposes a slightly odd habit and they calm him.

"No need for that, you can just pick one you want."

But he did go back to the first thing the newcomer said. "Yeah, that's what my parents did with me. Sounds like similar problems. Though I suppose my parents kept me safe in a way that I went on to work in job like them."