She says it slowly and carefully, like he's the one not quite getting it. And then she huffs out an annoyed breath, gesturing at his hat. Good thing he'd stepped back again after taking it back, or she would have flicked the brim.
"Your real job? Not US Marshal or wizard thief rock star."
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She says it slowly and carefully, like he's the one not quite getting it. And then she huffs out an annoyed breath, gesturing at his hat. Good thing he'd stepped back again after taking it back, or she would have flicked the brim.
"Your real job? Not US Marshal or wizard thief rock star."