He notes the examination, and sighs inwardly. He's aware she'll need some more practical experience in his world to keep from looking over things like modern stoplights and microwaves as if they were fascinating new creations. On the other hand he can see that one thorough look is all she needs for anything before accepting it as familiar, which means she'll adapt quickly enough to suit his needs.
The gun is picked up and glanced over briefly, but it is only a cursory inspection. "You may want to come up with a rough backstory, for practical purposes. It shouldn't come up right away, though." He writes the new name and year of birth on a scrap of paper, not entirely trusting his memory in the midst of so many trains of thought. "Are you up for... stealth work?" He's not entirely certain how to put that, but it is the aspect of what he does he's having the hardest time compensating for. Not that he intends for her to borrow his cloak, of course.
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Date: 2009-07-09 02:55 am (UTC)The gun is picked up and glanced over briefly, but it is only a cursory inspection. "You may want to come up with a rough backstory, for practical purposes. It shouldn't come up right away, though." He writes the new name and year of birth on a scrap of paper, not entirely trusting his memory in the midst of so many trains of thought. "Are you up for... stealth work?" He's not entirely certain how to put that, but it is the aspect of what he does he's having the hardest time compensating for. Not that he intends for her to borrow his cloak, of course.