[b]He takes it, but answers with a playful question.[/b]
"Fūck you giving me these for? I got fifty crafted ones in my own!"
[b]He begins to laugh, un able to keep a straight face. He unstraps straps his quiver and says,[/b]
"No, seriously. Give 'em to someone who needs 'em."
English
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"Ember, I'm expecting 20 birds from you then"
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"Gimme two minutes." [b]He drops an empty sack on the ground and begins shooting birds, all of them falling into the sack.[/b]
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[b]He chuckles[/b] "Just store them in cabin 1 on the left hand side"
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[b]He laughs as well.[/b] [spoiler]See new reply[/spoiler]