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Eero stopped whistling and studied the newcomers. Sharv seemed to know them, so they couldn’t be that bad. Then again, he didn’t really know Sharv. Or Shara. He trusted them though, he wasn’t sure why. He just did. He wondered if they were hungry, They probably were. And a good sandwich couldn’t hurt anybody, regardless of whether they were hungry of course. A poisoned one could, Eero reflected as he began digging around in his satchel. “Do either of you want a sandwich?” He asked with a sigh as he tried to locate the other three sandwiches. “I also have some lemon drops, but in this light It would be hard to tell the poisoned ones from the non-poisoned ones. Probably best to stick to sandwiches.”

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Calla: You really do like your sandwiches, Eero.

Eero: Sandwiches help everything. Especially good sandwiches.

Calla: *rolls her eyes.* Is Doctor Jefe still around. I never did get a chance to punch him.