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"Excellent" Victor said and followed along. He still wasn't familiar with the place and Hector was, so he let her lead him to where they were going. Victor looked around. "Where did the prince go?" he asked.

Victor stood behind Hector. He wondered what kind of food they served there. He still wasn't used to Ander cooking.

After a cup of tea, Gacamo realized his mood still wasn't quite back to the usual. He tried taking a shower and putting on a fresh set of clothes but he still didn't feel like himself today. He set his tea cup down after taking several deep breaths and decided that some breakfast and a nice long walk should help calm his nerves. He stepped into the dining room and looked around for a maid or other servant to help him.

"Ruby? You there?", Win asked, knocking once again on Ruby's door to see if she was there. She took another piece of bread and gave it to her dog as it sat down beside Win at Ruby's door.

"Well, what would need help... Working on?", the butler asked with all implied politeness. "I'm sure the young master wouldn't mind if I gave some friendly advice to an inventor in need such as yourself." He often did the menial tasks that Gacamo often thought himself too high and important to do himself so he knew quite a bit about inventing and what it needed. He looked over the young man and said, "The young master won't help you. If you don't have some kind of bait." He made a slight hint towards the end.

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Noland scratched his head, "Well, it's not so much as advice that I need, more like spare parts. Ander refuses to fund me, and Norra is giving me too little. I guess they're all preoccupied with what's been going on here." He looked at the butler, raising an eyebrow about the 'bait', "Um, excuse me?" He squinted, "I'm not sure what you're getting at... But anyway, sir, this is actually something that I prefer to be private, between me and him." Noland hated dealing with old people, there was always something about them that made him cringe.

Noland stopped the door with his foot. "Wait." Noland scrounged around his pocket for some bank notes. "I do have what you want. But damn, if you pull anything..." Noland sighed, "Well whatever." He finally pulled out the bank notes out of his pocket, "How's this for bait?"

Noland put the money back in his pocket, biting his lip, "So it's going to be like that, eh?" He scratched his head thinking, "Oh, you mean like an invention that's not 'on the market'? Well... I do have something like that on me, which is actually completed, and I have my own copy at home." He pulled out of his coat pocket a pen. "Behold! The pen is mightier than the sword!... Well, I mean literally. This was just a little side project of mine; this pen actually shoots little tranquilizing darts. It's activated by pressing this small circular button on the side, so it's not mistaken for actual writing purposes. What do you say about that?" He began clicking the pen just to see if it would annoy him, seeing old people are the least of his worries.

Hector was not someone who looked like they should be talked to at that moment, but she was disciplined enough to keep to herself despite how she was feeling. 'That accent...' Hector thought with alarm, quickly turning and looking at Gacamo. 'Definitely Norran. How the hell did he get in here!?...' She thought, looking him over carefully. "Hi." She said tersely. 'He's probably either an inventor or an ambassador. Either way, I should probably let the prince know just in case.' She thought, calming down and taking the pills for her headache. She ordered a slice of strawberry cheese cake and a plate of sausages from a maid who was practicably flaunting over her, and turned to Victor. "I thought you were hungry. Order something."